Yeah I knew this one was going to be trouble the first night I had him. I had him on the bed with me, had my shirt off and he ran up and bit my under arm. I then realized he wasn't full weaned yet and I guess my arm pit looked like the local milk truck. Thank God I wasn't in my underwear.
This is 8 weeks and 20 pounds. He's now 115 and thinks he's a lapdog.