Gyp, my Jack Russell Terrorist

by Richard Bloom
(Eugene, Oregon, USA)

At 11 weeks old, Gyp's favorite toy was a Red mini Kong stuffed with a pizzle stick. He carried it everywhere, even to bed.

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About the same time, he wanted up on the work bench to see what I was doing. Obviously bored, the transmission can wait, I'm tired.

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Gyp has no idea how much smaller he is than the boys, Bear, an 8 year old Akita mix and Riley, Black Lab mix. He's telling Riley to drop the ball. He was tugging his ear and yelping at the same time. Poor Riley.

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Our first camping and fishing trip with just the two of us. He stayed in the bow until some kids starting playing with a ball on the shore. Then it was out of the boat and he swam 75 yards to the kids. I know now what is most important to him. Play and sleep.

Gyp, my Jack Russell Terrorist, and on a good day he's just a Jack Russell Trouble maker, loved by me and all of my grandkids.