Posted in Absolute Piffle, Family, tagged English Jack Russell, English Jack Russell terrier, Jack Russell, Jack Russell terrier on March 4, 2012| 6 Comments »
Cammie got muddy today.
Just a little.
From what I’ve heard Willie bayed up a squatch in the backyard.
They all got after it, but poor Cammie tried to hold onto him as he jumped into a mud hole.
That’s my cousin Catie, Cammie’s doting caregiver and trainer.
Posted in Family, tagged English Jack Russell terrier, Jack Russell terrier on March 3, 2012| 6 Comments »
Cammie has learned to do some behaviors.
She learned these behaviors by being choked down, flipped on her back, and generally dominated in every way.
You just can’t train Jack Russells any other way.
Actually, you can see how she learned how to do these behaviors. It’s not rocket surgery.
Posted in Family, tagged English Jack Russell terrier, Jack Russell terrier on March 3, 2012| 7 Comments »
The girls are definitely growing up. Here’s what they looked like when they were just babies.
Posted in Family, Miley, tagged golden retriever, Jack Russell terrier on February 25, 2012| 8 Comments »
This followed an epic tug-of-war, and then Miley let Rhodie have her raccoon.
Rhodie runs with the raccoon.
Rhodie takes refuge on the couch. (Where Miley can't go.)
Rhodie gloats.
Posted in Family, tagged English Jack Russell, Jack Russell, puddin' Jack Russell on February 25, 2012| 12 Comments »
Rhodie is growing up. She’s all legs.
She shows a lot of the Italian greyhound blood that was put into the old fox terrier.
Compare:
Alphonse De Lamartine by Decaisne. Mostly white Italian greyhounds.
Willie and Rhodie juxtaposed. She's that much taller than him already. I couldn't get a better photo of them standing together.
Posted in Family, tagged English mastiff, mastiff on February 23, 2012| 6 Comments »
Posted in Family, tagged English mastiff, mastiff on February 22, 2012| 5 Comments »
She is sleeping in a laundry basket. The mirror tricks her into thinking there are other puppies around.
She reminds me very much of a pug. I can see why all those nineteenth century dog experts thought of pugs being toy mastiffs.
You can’t see her eyes, but they are very sharp and expressive. This is a smart dog.
She has very well developed muscles already. I’m actually quite shocked at how this dog is put together, and she’s only a seven-week-old!
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