I am off to visit Pheobe today which got me thinking about three other Jack Russells that brought great joy and comfort to my life.
Eight years ago, I spent a blissful summer, studio/house/animal sitting for friends who had a place about a half an hour outside of Brussells.
There were three Jack Russells, a cat and chickens….but this is about the dogs.
First there were the Angel Pups – just a year old and the dearest little creatures one can ever imagine.
The Angel Pups – who never left my side – whether in the garden…
or in the studio….
or in bed…..
And then there was dear, beautiful Jessie. Very much on her last legs, to the point that the vet had been alerted should anything happen while I was looking after her.
It was a time when I needed nurturing….and so perhaps…
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