This is Jackson and he loves to have his photo taken. His routine is to jump up and down and run in little circles at the sight of my camera. His favourite places to pose, are the sofa arm, chairs or the bed even. He will jump up on anything to get my attention - almost like he's saying "pick me, pick me!"
Jackson is a wire hair fox terrier and interestingly enough, his lineage goes all the way back to England where his Grandfather was champion winner at Crufts. I was Jackson's mistress when I lived in Arizona, many years ago. When I relocated - I found it impossible to find a landlord that accepted canines and so trusted his care to someone I knew. When I was finally in a position to take him - they refused to give him back.
I was heartbroken and it took me a really long time to get over losing him. Even now, when I look at these photos, I can feel the tears start to well up. I think when a person bonds with an animal - it's forever.
Maybe this is why I like cows so much - no expectations there. I know, that I will never bring a cow home to sleep at the foot of my bed, nor would I care to give him a rub on the tummy and kiss his nose. And how would that be - for a cow to jump up and down and run in circles and pose on the arm of my sofa when I get out the camera ?! So I'm safe there - with my naughty cows - snapping photos in the fields, where they can poop and chew and queue for the scratching post. A cow in the house isn't quite the same as having a dog. I can't tell where the carpet ends and Jackson begins in the photo below. I think we should all take lessons from a dog - on how to relax. They're experts.
A few months into his life, Jackson's left ear started to stick straight up. The cartilage never quite broke like it was suppose to. It always gave him this expression of "surprise" or maybe like he was listening to everything you were saying. He was a lovely little guy - so affectionate and loving.
It's a yawn - not a snarl.
My youngest daughter thought Jackson needed little jacket to wear in the winter months. OMG - did we ever laugh ! Might as well have dressed him up in a jacket and ascot and stuck a pipe in his mouth.
Like the brother they never had.
Jackson sired one litter of pups in his lifetime. Here is one of his offspring. Handsome like his Daddy !
I use to dream about Jackson all the time, but not so much anymore.
There will never be another one like you Jackson !
Thanks for reading Prairie !