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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
I may be small in size but I’m as brave as this.
To mess with a Jack Russel
byu/SignEmpty3632 intherewasanattempt
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