We have been taken over by a Jack Russel Terrier Puppy (or as my husband is calling him, a Jack Russel Terrorist Puppy)!!! I am so gulable. We were making dinner and someone rung our doorbell. Cute couple with cute puppy. How can we help you? Oh, they found this puppy and are just going door to door trying to find its owner. It's not ours I tell them. They looked totally lost like, "What are we going to do NOW?!" The went on to tell me how they didn't know what to do tonight because their four pets and this little guy didn't get along.
In comes Anita the animal-lover to rescue the day. I tell them no problem, we can take care of the wee puppy and continue the neighborhood search or find him a new home. We only have the one dog (even if she is 1/2 Akita and thinks small animals are really just warm squeak toys). The look of relief on this couple's face was priceless. Ahhh....warm fuzzies. I helpd them out. And no big deal finding the puppy's family.
Good grief! We weren't 5 minutes into life with this puppy before we started to question whether it EVER stops moving! Seriously! It is like a dog on speed!!! We're calling it Pogo, like the stick.
We went through the whole neighborhood and nobody claims this dogs. I'm starting to think he was dumped because of his "active" nature. Poor thing. And yet, there is NO QUESTION...this is NOT the dog for us! Pogo must go go! No response from Craig's List yet, but certainly it can't take long for someone to fall in love with this cute little puppy, right?
We have until Friday to find him a family who will love him just for who he is--a spaz!!!! LOL