do the russell

Sad news this afternoon. Trixie, the three-toed jack russell that was once part of my extended family has passed on. Trixie liked me-when i was alone, and would pet her. but around other dogs (namely ella and sara) she was also extremely territorial, extremely jealous, and full of terror-striking teeth. if a young ella bella would curiously walk up next to trixie, her eyes would narrow, and this little horrific growl would emanate from behind rows and rows or razor sharp teeth. so, doors were kept shut, crates were transported from county to county, and we all figured out how to live together... nonetheless, ella grew up in the Rental-House of Hard Knocks.

I still loved trixie, despite her obvious racist tendencies. so, i hope she is in a better place, where all the dogs are white, and there isn't anyone else to share her toys with.