Being the second sister or brother, being the second wife ( oh no just don't go there we have all read Rebecca) being the second anything seems to me to have its pitfalls. Ferdy is our second dog.

He follows in the illustrious footsteps of our German Wirehaired Pointer Alfie.  

But he has been very carefully chosen. He has no idea that there was this big galoof living here before and to that end he has made this house his home in the most endearingly confident manner. He struts around with his little baboon like bum as if he was the first dog on earth never mind the second in this home.

He was chosen because he is similar yet different.

This is little Ferd.

This was little Alf

He was chosen because he is going to be a clever little dog.

Or should that read naughty dog. He was chosen because his mum is very sweet and his dad is a bit chaotic - but we love that.