A Terrier’s thousand yard stare

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Written by John Richardson

I’ve just finished this cut of a broken-coated Jack Russell Terrier for a friend and now I’m about to start a further cut of his other dog, a Spinone, for him to pair it with. In terms of size the Terrier must be seven or eight times smaller than his larger companion but knowing Jack Russells as we do I’m sure they’re partners in crime. The little and large of the dog world you could say! Anyway the first one, Monty the Jack Russell puppy, is now finished and ready for framing so onwards to the next dog.

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  1. What a beauty, John. Our first family dog in the 80s was a Jack Russell; a female called Liddy. We only got to have her for a few years. I adored her, but she was incredibly savage- would attack anyone- human or dog. Postmen, my cousin, my brother (whom she briefly hospitalised!); my Dad, even- whom she worshipped. Only my mother and my Auntie Sandra were safe. Dogs ten times her size would turn and run! She wasn’t well. Loved her, though, and I dream of having another Jack Russell.

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    1. Gareth, Thank you, I’m delighted you like them. We’ve had five Jack Russells. Pike was the first and a lovely dog, she used to come fishing with me all year round. She had a box with her blanket in the passenger footwell of my 2CV. Then Ruffe, a Border Terrier JR cross who loved people but hated with a capital ‘H’ all other animals no matter how big. Then Minnow, a terrier not to cross and very cunning with her retribution. Barney who we re-homed with a pedigree as long as your arm and a lovely dog and now Luce a real pet and a parson Jack Russell who is now 7 years old, a ferocious ratter but other wise a real pet and with the distinction of being the only one who hasn’t drawn blood from me! She too has a pedigree as long as your arm. I’ll send you a copy of my little Terrier Book to entertain you and your mum!
      Your Classics teacher sounds a real character. My hero was my Art Teacher at Secondary schoo, Mr Greet. Ex RFC he had a Sopwith Camel Propeller in his hall plus the tails of two German fighters, complete with Bullet holes, on the wall too!Very impressive! Mild mannered and charming he encouraged me to go to Art School and be different!! How one person can massively influence your life. Your blog continues to be a real treasure. All the best, John

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