Trying to get an action shot of a Jack Russell running wide open isn't easy. However, it was past time for Mugsy to get a turn as the Dogs on Thursday star, so deal with my sub-par skills and know that he's a happy boy. (Yeah, the Knight needs to cut the grass too, but it seems that when we're not having a storm, we're not home, or he's exhausted. This weekend...) We go through tennis balls like you wouldn't believe. Mugsy NEEDS one in every room of the house, and often falls asleep with a ball in his mouth. When he was younger, it was cute and funny. Now, I worry the old man might meet an early demise, so we try to talk him into dropping it nearby.
He's one spoiled, loved dog, and he knows it. He also is my constant companion, and my knitting tester. (Please don't ever match me with someone allergic to dogs!)