Ollie first arrived as a pup about 9 weeks old. I only got him by mistake as my sister was viisting a litter of pups to get Tarka and I foolishly went along. I couldn't resist Garth as he was called then, the gentle giant. He weighed twice the weight of the other pups at birth and was a chunky little fellow. He was a gorgeous fawn colour with silver/grey muzzle and dark eyeliner. He came to live in Bracknell and very much admired Frank the old family whippet and Betsy, the little stray cat who had moved in. He was a very active puppy and soon became obsessed with balls, he was excellent and bringing them back to be thrown again and finding them by sniffing them out if they went missing. Each ball would last a very long time. He was the cutest little boy.