If there's going to be a tiny little fluffball around, it's this boy. He tries to run as fast as his little floof feet will go, which often results in some stumbling. The little ball of fur at the end of his rump wiggles with joy at the slightest sound, as though it's going to fly right off. Despite his size he wants to sit on your lap, and never realises how that's not going to work. He has quite a mid-range-bark noise for something so small, and only towards dire tokotas who are twice his size. Even though he's not a pup anymore, at heart he forever will be.