Gus at four months of age is continuing his conquest of the pasture. He loves to sit on Fanny or Lulu and gaze out over his new kingdom, he is more like a princie than a puppy. Gus always looks dressed up somehow, it is the black and white coat I thin. He is quite relaxed up there, and so is Lulu. I imagine him heading west and telling the donkeys to get going, it’s time to search for gold.