This site was supposed to be about me!  I was born in April and came to Jackie Russells house at the end of August.  I blush to say I WASNT house trained on arrival but I am now!  I was called Mousey but because I arrived on a Tuesday dad called me Ruby.  Mum wanted to call me Pocohontas, (apparently because I want to stick my oar into everything).  She did call me “Poco” for a bit but now I am definitely RUBY.

At present I am refusing to eat food placed in my dish and half eat titbits and hide the rest under the cushion for a later time.  Whenever I do go back tho, mum has took them away.

In the mornings dad uses a large noisy contraption which makes me want to run upstairs, (I think its called a hoover).  They have started talking about something or someone called vet.  I don’t think it bodes well for me.  I know my nails are a bit long but things do not bode well I know something else will happen