Last weekend was Kleine's birthday. At least one year since he came home with us. This boys changed a lot in the last year and we've adapted to having a small animal in the house. Can't really imagine life with out this small man.
In the last few weeks leading up to his birthday we've been able to finally figure out what breed he is. We've narrowed it down to the Kleine Spitz. He is actually a Kleine through and through. Kleine Spitz date back to the stone age, an "ancient breed". Originally larger dogs they were bread small to be carried on viking boats as they explored Europe. I'm convinced his heritage is why the boy has such an appetite for adventure.