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Dog Story Page
Okay dog lovers, and not just Jack Russell fans but any breed of dog lover, this is the page where you can let the world read your own dog story.
Submission is easy, and after approval of your story, will be featured here, where I hope there will be many stories for my readers to enjoy as time goes on.
This is a new addition at Pics & Tics and so while I wait for other stories to come in, I'm going first.But come on guys, now it's your turn, okay? Okay!
I wanted to write a story that is a tribute to George, the brave little Jack Russell in New Zealand that lost his life saving five children from the attack of two vicious pit bulls. We who have known and raised Jack Russells are not surprised by this story, but are completely overwhelmed with love and admiration for this unparalleled breed of dog.
The Bravest Little Jack By Trisha Adams I created this website because of my love for the Jack Russell Terrier. And throughout these pages you'll find I refer to this unique little dog over and over again as the "Napoleon of dogs". And while it has been a bit of tongue-in-cheek as this reference has been mentioned, it does describe the true character of the dog... and for a little Jack in New Zealand who stood against two pit bulls three times his own size to defend the lives of five children, and who, as a sad result, lost his own life to save theirs, this term becomes a great badge of honor. Most everyone has heard the story of George by now. In my research to write this dog story, I wanted to know more than just the report, I wanted to know more about George's life. And when I couldn't find out more than what you yourselves have read already, I began to notice certain points within the basic report that can tell us more about George's personality and what he must have been like. Firstly, that he was following and playing with the children as they were walking. I know by my own Annie how much Jack Russells adore children. When I have Annie on a leash in the park and a child appears at any distance, she cries and pulls to get to the child, as if a god has descended from heaven that she must run to worship and adore and serve. Just to be in the presence of children is my Jack Russell's one purpose in life it seems. Surely this was George's purpose as well. It just breaks my heart to think of how perfectly happy he was in the midst of these children and then to be suddenly called upon to defend at insurmountable odds. And yet without another thought, and without question, jumping to the call of duty to save his objects of worship from any harm. What a precious soul was this little Jack. Secondly, the fact that he was nine years old. This is another point I have discussed before. It's very hard to tell how old a Jack Russell is because of their extreme vitality. They just seem to maintain a youthfulness as no other creature I know. My Jimbo was nine years old when he was killed by a larger dog. And it was the Napoleon complex that killed him as well. I saw him many times go up against huge dogs with absolutely no fear whatsoever. And he would become as vicious himself as the meanest pit bull. It was amazing to watch a dog of such small size have such strong impact on big dogs, which most times would run away with tails between their legs never to return again...at least all except for once... when my sweet Jimbo did not prevail. Such also must have been the case of the noble George. Without a thought of any other course, this majestic little general, at nine years old, tears into these monsters with every fiber of his ancestry to defeat the unlawful invaders. If only we could have known more about him...if only he could have survived...if only. But this kind of nobility and heroism always survives in the minds of those of us who love and know the grand character of the Jack Russell Terrier...the Napoleon of dogs.
My latest dog story submission. This you've got to read! Sam I Am Taken from true stories from author and child advocate, Roger Kiser in his book The Life and Times of Roger Dean Kiser
The Little Jack Russell Gift from God By Lorrie Sebranek
One day my dad was out riding his bike in our neighborhood. When he was on his way back home he began to hear this little clip-clip-clip-clip noise behind him. So he turned around and there he saw a little out of breath puppy following close behind. To read the rest of this very sweet dog story click
here.
Okay guys, now it's your turn. Send me your own dog story to grace these pages. If you've been wanting to write about George, this is the place to do it. I doubt we'll grow tired of hearing any tributes to this little hero any time soon, if ever. But any dog story, whether it be of heroism or simply funny, please send it to me.
Remember the 2 rules to story submissions: Submit your dog story
here.
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This is a new addition at Pics & Tics and so while I wait for other stories to come in, I'm going first.

One day my dad was out riding his bike in our neighborhood. 