I picked up several of the other nippy little things but there was nothing about them that said "pick me!" I picked up Kenny and he licked my ear and snuggled into my neck, I held him for a while and put him back down and watched whilst he stared up at me whilst being knocked about by the others.

I couldn't leave without him, I was going to go away and make a decision in a few days, but those sad eyes had won me over and I left with him snuggled in my arms. Now did I rescue Kenny or did he rescue me, because I don't know where I'd be today without him.

We had accidents at the beginning of course, chewed teddy bears, a leg chair, socks hidden away in the garden, as well as the other normal little accidents you'd expect a puppy to have, but these didn't last long. He was quite well behaved from the start but would sulk if I had to go out and leave him. He chewed up two watches once, and several other times he's plucked the eyes out of teddy bears and left the rest of the bears intact.

He still sulks if I leave him behind, but mostly he's never far behind me.

Kenny knows who likes him and who doesn't, he also knows who he likes and who he doesn't like!!  And where he can stop in town and get a biscuit or sometimes even a sausage.

Kenny isn't a pet, he's part of my family, and well loved by us all, including my cat.

I get asked sometimes, how did I choose him from a litter of nine,

I didn't choose Kenny .. Kenny chose me.