This is my Jack Russell, Tiny. She is totally loyal, of above average intelligence, VERY intense and incredibly fierce.
She is a serious student of the Philosophy of Controlled Chaos and a dedicated practitioner of the Ultra-Violence . . .
When Tiny first came to our house in Moore County, North Carolina, she was as small as a teacup. I told TigerLily, "She has to go back. There is no way this little thing can keep up with me and the border collie."
A couple hours later I encountered Daughter No.1 at the breakfast nook, crying. She wanted to love that little thing, with all her heart. That decided the matter, of course.
Since that time, Tiny adapted and fit right into the pack. She is an Alpha Female, actually, and tells the other dogs and all of the humans what to do. She does not run through the fields with us, she gallops on her tiny legs. In her time she has taken out squirrels, possums and moles. She is very quick and VERY lethal . .
. . . Tiny loves chicken livers and hearts, quality time running the Back Forty with The Master, and poncho liners . . .
STORMBRINGER SENDS
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ReplyDeleteNo greater reward comes to a man than the love and companionship of a dog whose life was paroled by him. Well done, Sir.
ReplyDeletePerfect description of my Jack Russell - Max aka "You Little Bastard".
ReplyDeleteTerriers are measured more by heart than by height.
ReplyDeleteBoat Guy
You got that right! Ours looks at a 50 lbs. pit, and thinks she's looking in a mirror!
DeleteMy1/4 Jack 3/4 Rat Terrier concurs.
ReplyDeleteStBernardnot
there's a reason for the saying: "It's not the size of the dog in the fight..."
ReplyDeleteHad a Norwich terrier who lived to kill possums. I took Spike for a walk every evening around an urban neighborhood, and he even killed a few on the lead. This guy was good.
ReplyDeleteHe had a dog door that let him out the back of the house into a fenced yard whenever the sprit moved him. We noticed that he always exploded out of it and ran behind the garage when we arrived home after dark. Our garage was very old and had a gap between the bottom of the walls and the asphalt floor in the back. It took us a while to realize that he was trying to get into position behind the garage in case our arrival chased any possums out the back of the garage. Like I said, this guy was good.