AKA -Wally, the runt of the litter from Mrs. Zimmerman's Jack Russell's. I picked him out because he had the marking that was in the shape of a heart on the side of his body and I had no idea he was the runt. I was the runt then too! We scooped him up and off we went and to meet his side kick, Master Briggs, a scruffy, welsh terrier mix. So there you have it, Briggs and Wally, like Tom and Jerry, Ozzie and Harriet.
Wally had short little legs and obviously did not come from proper racing stock. But my mom insisted that we shove this little guy into a box with several long legged, papers to impress dogs and our little guy would run like the wind, as hard as he could. He might get a third or fourth or nothing at all but he could care a less. Again, its all about the journey. I learned a lot from that mighty dog. He would go after any size critter and he would never back down even if it could get him killed.
I'm an awful lot like that.
I can be one stubborn mama. That's for sure!!
I had a very emotional day with my mom today. She's sad and depressed and having a hard time expressing it.
To me it would be like being buried alive.
We have a neuropsychologist coming to the house tomorrow to doing an evaluation on her and she's having an MRI as well.
More will be revealed.
Please enjoy your loved ones right now!!
Just a few days ago she was not like this.
I knew that day at Radnor Hunt that we were all together for a reason!!
I wish I had taken a family photo!!
Grrrr!
Much love!!
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