I have a Westie.
Fabulous little dog (he is a very small version) the leggy ones I see aren't my cup of tea. His size makes him perfect for my lifestyle he just fits!
Loving - proper cwtchy lapdog
Utterly devoted to me (comes to find me around the house then settles wherever I am) but if I'm not around he gravitates to the nearest warm body in the house.
Good fun, every day he makes me smile.
Can go all day (climbed Pen-y-Fan) or happy for a duvet day.
Loves children and people with biscuits.
Loves his food, I homecook for him. My vet thinks I'm bonkers but then sees how well my Westie is compared to others he sees so gives me his blessing.
With other dogs he's fine being approached as he knows I'm there to protect him (and I will).
Very quick learner.
Incredibly laid back for a terrier, can take him anywhere and everywhere knowing he'll settle, we travel to West Wales and London frequently tube, buses, trains or car he just takes it in his stride.
He's a happy little soul totally content to just be with his people.
Mine has his passport and comes on holidays with us to France.
My husband works away a lot, my dog has always been good company now he's become essential to me and I love him to bits.
He's 9, going so well people are shocked he's that age, I say he's going to live forever, I pray he does cos I'll be lost without him.