jack russell

I Crack Myself Up Sometimes

By |2019-03-11T00:31:24+00:00March 9th, 2019|

Here’s something fun to do if you’re bored. And you’re a dog. (And I’m both some days.) Freak Them out.  I mean REALLY. Freak. Them. Out. It’s easy enough, especially if you’ve let Them think all these years that They’ve trained you to stay off the furniture unless you ask permission. (You know..lay your head [...]

His Piano

By |2019-01-28T04:17:03+00:00January 28th, 2019|

It's difficult to describe this guy. On the one hand, He's hard. He's a former Gulf War infantry marine. Gruff. Pretty high tolerance for pain. He once pulled out his own tooth because he couldn't see the surgeon 'till after the weekend. No really. That happened. When He's not doing undecipherable tech stuff, He likes [...]

Sand and Surf

By |2018-11-09T22:46:49+00:00November 7th, 2018|

I could totally be a beach bum. Sand - no problem. I've got a wire coat, nothing sticks to it. Surf - I'm faster than any wave and dry off in 1.3 minutes with a stiff breeze and a towel. Babes - Well, look at me. Obviously not an issue.     This weekend They [...]

They won the Stanley Cup!!!!!! Go CAPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

By |2018-06-08T04:44:23+00:00June 8th, 2018|

  Did you see that game?!?!!?!??!?!?!?!?! I can hardly dictate this to Siri. Seriously, I'm a little verklempt.  It's been a long night. He and The Girl and me have been partying like The Caps never won that cup before. Oh wait.  THEY HAVEN'T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I mean, I haven't been on the planet as long as [...]

It Was a Bear

By |2018-06-04T13:59:09+00:00June 4th, 2018|

  When I say ‘a bear’ I mean bear-like.  Like, as big as a bear, only maybe bigger.  He wanted a piece of me and he got it.  That’s one mean little groundhog. Except it wasn’t little. Just making sure you’re clear on this. Now I’ve got this thing wrapped around my head, the cone [...]

My Best Friend: Frisco

By |2018-04-23T15:55:52+00:00April 22nd, 2018|

  I'm not really into terms like 'best friend.' It sounds like something The Girl would say, and dogs have way more dignity than to do their nails together and watch 50 First Dates until 2 in the morning; but it would get confusing if I said what he really is: my brother from another [...]

The Ball

By |2018-03-19T12:51:29+00:00March 19th, 2018|

  These people don't get it. I. Just. Want. The. Ball. It really doesn't matter which one.  Just something round.  Something that bounces, or doesn't.  Something that's green, or isn't.  I seriously don't care - I just want you to throw it.  And throw it again. Oh, and I'll bring it back and drop it [...]

The Party’s Over

By |2018-02-28T16:56:08+00:00February 12th, 2018|

  He and I – I and He. That's all it's been for two weeks now. But it's coming to an end tonight when She Returns. Don't get the wrong idea. I like Her. She throws weeds, lets me get dirty and puts an egg on my food in the morning. She's not putting it [...]

The Cats in My Life: Pepper

By |2018-02-28T16:57:37+00:00January 29th, 2018|

  Where to begin. I'm a Jack Russell Terrier.  I know it and They knew it way before there was any talk of bringing me into the family. That doesn't mean good things for cats. But as a bonus, it doesn't mean good things for rats, voles, moles, groundhogs, skunks (That was, upon reflection, a [...]

Plant People and Parties

By |2018-02-28T16:58:55+00:00January 14th, 2018|

  I’m not into these big parties She likes to throw. Lots of smells, lots of chaos, usually lots of little kids and everyone way too distracted to get off their butts and throw my ball; but I’ve gotta say, a party made up of plant people usually means a party made up of pet [...]

No Respect for The Working Dog

By |2018-02-28T17:26:38+00:00December 25th, 2017|

A Nylabone. The groundhogs I kill for this family, and THAT’s what I get for Christmas. Gotta say, pretty underwhelmed.  Thinking Molly’s humans are giving her the run of Pet Smart right now and let’s face it, Frisco’s so damned spoiled he’s probably having his nails shampooed with the tears of angels while he licks [...]

Christmas and Other Smells

By |2018-02-28T17:28:04+00:00December 18th, 2017|

Well, by the level of chaos around here I can only assume it's Christmas week. She's totally behind and muttering to herself a lot. I'm getting a lot of bones this week, and not just scavenged deer carcass ones either.  I guess it's easier to pull a steak out of the freezer and hand it [...]

May I introduce Mungo?

By |2018-02-20T20:40:44+00:00December 9th, 2017|

  Many long time readers don't need an introduction to Mungo, our well-loved Jack Russell who is my constant companion in the garden.  Every garden should have a garden dog, and if you're a cat person instead, every garden should have a garden cat.  We've got both (well, several when it comes to cats) and [...]

And why ‘Mungo’ exactly?

By |2018-02-28T17:29:33+00:00December 9th, 2017|

My name needs some explaining obviously. There's another Jack Russell involved - the one that the people in my life were in love with years ago. They decided to do the 'naming after thing' which means that new people spend a lot of time saying "Mango?" or quoting Blazing Saddles or showing their awareness of [...]