
He was the runt of his litter; I got him at 2 months old and he had only weighed 13 onces. I was fortunate enough to have adopted him from a very wounderful family who had cared for him since his birth and showered him with much love and attention. He slept most of the time (and still does) which is how I got his name, Neru. It means "to sleep" in Japanese. He was so small you could (and I did) put him in my pocket. He is a very intellegent pup and thinks he is a pitbull by the way he acts, most of the time. He still has a hard time jumping on things (like a couch) because he is still so tiny and is not even 3 pounds yet, at 10 months old even. What else can I say other than he is a miracle pup and my "little" pride and joy. He's the best buddy a guy can have and I wouldn't trade him for the world.
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