Jack Russells, One Particular Friend And Bert Gripton.

[leethedog 3,071]

Don't think it'll mater much

[keith j 1,088]

Excellent read bud,found my self dreaming for a while there of my little Russell's of years gone by when i myself was only a boy.Loved them little dogs ,game as pebbles and loyal as a collie.They worked every thing put in front of them and were still killing rats at thirteen year old when they would be retired to a couple years on the fire side mat.look forward to your next post Lutra Lutra and thanks for sharing atb keith j.

[foxdropper 17,092]

I think anyone who's lost a terrier will be a bit watery eyed after that mate ,I know I was .Its very easy to focus on a special dog to the exclusion of others .Even to the point of putting off matings ,scared it won't happen again .

The lesson to anyone is get a litter while the dogs alive and keep in touch with the new owners .

[nick703 446]

Good read mate, an there should be some Russell pups ere this summer, you'll both be welcome to one each. Nick

[dytkos 17,537]

 

Just thought I'd post a short letter of words regarding certain topics of conversation that may interest many of the terrier lads and perhaps some lasses also. Going back to the period of (1984). Regarding the year in question I received a somewhat urgent call from a life long friend who kept, bred and worked a small type Jack Russell. At the tpime of the of the phone call he had at the time been having certain marital problems, upon deciding he wanted to know if I would like to buy a smooth-coated Russell called (Jack). The dog was only 6 months in age and had been kept by my friend who had the chance to study the litter of pups. His correct decision was to keep the black and white Russell.To cut such a long story short I paid the princely some of £25.00 pounds; the best £ 25.00 pounds I'd ever spent. My friend arrived duly at my mothers place of residence, and my brother who also kept and worked terriers had to loan myself the money. "In those days I was poorer than a Church mouse'! At once something registered in my mind that this dog would be something special. 'Whatever made myself realise I cannot truly comprehend'. The dog was a nice type also, not a world beater but quite nice in confirmation."So now I will start the story". Please understand as a seeker of truth I cannot put everything down about Jack has it would be impossible in such a post. 'I do apologise'! At the time I'd lost a little outstanding Russell bitch called Betsy, killed on a busy main road when I was only 18. She was born here in 1976, at the time I'd be approx 10 going towards 11years in age. So of course it had taken myself 7 years to train her and virtually 5 minutes to lose her. 'I never fully recovered due to my personality".... 'Always so self critical of my own performance, no matter what I did. Perfectionism cannot be attained and that has what has crucified myself ever since childhood days. 'Back to the point". Little Jack only really loved myself, he wasn't too good with people. However, I kept him because of his loyalty, trust and working ability. He was what some people would say, ( Just right), 'just like the little bears porridge"! He first encountered a shallow but somewhat large sand earth in an old conifer- mixed woodland in Sherwood forest. 2 large dog foxes were accounted for; both brothers out of the same litter. I had found the earth in spring time, gone back, and the foxes had gone back to their place were they had been born.The place in question has been wonderful in my life hunting foxes and many people will understand how much you get to know a place.As any good terrier man will know the sand earths are the most difficult when entering terriers into such places. This place was all sand, some earths shallow and some deep. We put little Jack into a place a few weeks later after his first fox, a large difficult (sett) in Derbyshire). It was his only second dig and he really got knocked about by a large male; he was to ground for 9 hours but never once put a foot wrong. 'That's when I knew how good a dog he wood make'.We traveled everywhere, from Scotland down to Cornwall. Devon and Somerset. There wasn't many counties the dog hadn't been. All wasn't too happy when stupidly we befriended a certain so- called terrier man. From the beginning he was so jealous of the little dog, I couldn't comprehend why a person could react to another person's success in such a way. We have always been brought up in life to cherish another man's achievements!It got to one stage were the (W'''''R would come for us to put Jack into gargantuan places, just in order to lose the dog.However, the dog never failed and in all honesty I never saw the the dog have a bad day. The digs were legendary at times and without my brother I dug some massive places on my own. Also on another occasion my brother was at the South Durham, 25 years ago as Terrier man under Grahame Wing, the famous fox hunting brothers. There was a dog bred out of Jack, a dog called Jacob. My brother was doing well up in that part of the country and a certain landowner saw Jacob work; he was that impressed he wanted to buy the dog there and then. 'My brother flatly refused'! Then the farmer proceeded to ask that he would swop one his new Tractors for the dog...Funny that is for sure! However, the dog never turned out like his Father, Jack. In all honesty the dog lacked certain credentials and didn't stop with us too long. I also had the Mother to Jack, a really small bitch called Peg which was a very good dog but a little too hard. She had a rather bad time with a fox in the North East many,many years ago now and was blinded in both eyes, however she had managed to kill the fox. She only weighed approx 10 or 11 1bs in weight. I would like to carry talking about the wonderful period in one's life but I have other avenues to explore. Just a short tale about Bert Gripton. My brother and myself were at his cottage in Shifnal at the time and he told us about a certain tale about a terrier he sold to a keeper. Bert of course had 100 per cent guaranteed the dog to work underground at any fox. In somewhat frustration and bewilderment the dog had been put to ground but after a while would proceed to come out, 'cock up its leg, and then would urinate up the nearest tree or anywhere else so desired.After what the keeper thought fruitless days out with the dog, he decided to go back and explain his misfortune and so-called negative experiences.The person Bert was he didn't even explain the circumstances, but took the keeper out immediately to a know place which almost had a fox. (A favourite place) for example. The terrier unleashed and into the hole. After a short period like other incidents the dog came out and urinated.Bert dug down to were at one stage the terrier had been previously located unknown to the keeper. Bert produced one very warm, but dead fox. Then he explained to the keeper that that was a certain particular trait that the dog had unusually employed. (Wonderful)! Nowadays I have just 2 rough- coated terriers, Titch and Tiny; they are out of a bitch I had called Tinkey which was lost to a fox at the (South Notts) some while back. The dogs here will hunt and find anything and I will continue to look up into the skies and thank (GOD) FOR THE DOGS I've had. Often when I drive by the woods in Sherwood Forest I fondly remember all the wonderful times spent roaming those beautiful places.Also with a tear in one's eye, I look at the place were little (Peg) is buried; but then differently with a smile (I think that the foxes are at this time, safe for now. So for now to the true guys who know who they are, I close you in my heart. My regards. Lutra.... P.S. When my mind is a little sharper I may write about a rough-coated bitch called Thimble. That is if anyone would like to hear of course.

 

I will use the correct paragraphs next time if I decide to post. Very sorry.

Hey, no need to apologise.

 

Cheers, D.

[Lutra Lutra 611]

Good read mate, an there should be some Russell pups ere this summer, you'll both be welcome to one each. Nick

Hello Nick, We know you well but you will have to think who I am. Please send myself a message if you wish to.

[Lutra Lutra 611]

 

Just thought I'd post a short letter of words regarding certain topics of conversation that may interest many of the terrier lads and perhaps some lasses also. Going back to the period of (1984). Regarding the year in question I received a somewhat urgent call from a life long friend who kept, bred and worked a small type Jack Russell. At the time of the of the phone call he had at the time been having certain marital problems, upon deciding he wanted to know if I would like to buy a smooth-coated Russell called (Jack). The dog was only 6 months in age and had been kept by my friend who had the chance to study the litter of pups. His correct decision was to keep the black and white Russell.To cut such a long story short I paid the princely some of £25.00 pounds; the best £ 25.00 pounds I'd ever spent. My friend arrived duly at my mothers place of residence, and my brother who also kept and worked terriers had to loan myself the money. "In those days I was poorer than a Church mouse'! At once something registered in my mind that this dog would be something special. 'Whatever made myself realise I cannot truly comprehend'. The dog was a nice type also, not a world beater but quite nice in confirmation."So now I will start the story". Please understand as a seeker of truth I cannot put everything down about Jack has it would be impossible in such a post. 'I do apologise'! At the time I'd lost a little outstanding Russell bitch called Betsy, killed on a busy main road when I was only 18. She was born here in 1976, at the time I'd be approx 10 going towards 11years in age. So of course it had taken myself 7 years to train her and virtually 5 minutes to lose her. 'I never fully recovered due to my personality".... 'Always so self critical of my own performance, no matter what I did. Perfectionism cannot be attained and that has what has crucified myself ever since childhood days. 'Back to the point". Little Jack only really loved myself, he wasn't too good with people. However, I kept him because of his loyalty, trust and working ability. He was what some people would say, ( Just right), 'just like the little bears porridge"! He first encountered a shallow but somewhat large sand earth in an old conifer- mixed woodland in Sherwood forest. 2 large dog foxes were accounted for; both brothers out of the same litter. I had found the earth in spring time, gone back, and the foxes had gone back to their place were they had been born.The place in question has been wonderful in my life hunting foxes and many people will understand how much you get to know a place.As any good terrier man will know the sand earths are the most difficult when entering terriers into such places. This place was all sand, some earths shallow and some deep. We put little Jack into a place a few weeks later after his first fox, a large difficult (sett) in Derbyshire). It was his only second dig and he really got knocked about by a large male; he was to ground for 9 hours but never once put a foot wrong. 'That's when I knew how good a dog he wood make'.We traveled everywhere, from Scotland down to Cornwall. Devon and Somerset. There wasn't many counties the dog hadn't been. All wasn't too happy when stupidly we befriended a certain so- called terrier man. From the beginning he was so jealous of the little dog, I couldn't comprehend why a person could react to another person's success in such a way. We have always been brought up in life to cherish another man's achievements!It got to one stage were the (W'''''R would come for us to put Jack into gargantuan places, just in order to lose the dog.However, the dog never failed and in all honesty I never saw the the dog have a bad day. The digs were legendary at times and without my brother I dug some massive places on my own. Also on another occasion my brother was at the South Durham, 25 years ago as Terrier man under Grahame Wing, the famous fox hunting brothers. There was a dog bred out of Jack, a dog called Jacob. My brother was doing well up in that part of the country and a certain landowner saw Jacob work; he was that impressed he wanted to buy the dog there and then. 'My brother flatly refused'! Then the farmer proceeded to ask that he would swop one his new Tractors for the dog...Funny that is for sure! However, the dog never turned out like his Father, Jack. In all honesty the dog lacked certain credentials and didn't stop with us too long. I also had the Mother to Jack, a really small bitch called Peg which was a very good dog but a little too hard. She had a rather bad time with a fox in the North East many,many years ago now and was blinded in both eyes, however she had managed to kill the fox. She only weighed approx 10 or 11 1bs in weight. I would like to carry talking about the wonderful period in one's life but I have other avenues to explore. Just a short tale about Bert Gripton. My brother and myself were at his cottage in Shifnal at the time and he told us about a certain tale about a terrier he sold to a keeper. Bert of course had 100 per cent guaranteed the dog to work underground at any fox. In somewhat frustration and bewilderment the dog had been put to ground but after a while would proceed to come out, 'cock up its leg, and then would urinate up the nearest tree or anywhere else so desired.After what the keeper thought fruitless days out with the dog, he decided to go back and explain his misfortune and so-called negative experiences.The person Bert was he didn't even explain the circumstances, but took the keeper out immediately to a know place which almost had a fox. (A favourite place) for example. The terrier unleashed and into the hole. After a short period like other incidents the dog came out and urinated.Bert dug down to were at one stage the terrier had been previously located unknown to the keeper. Bert produced one very warm, but dead fox. Then he explained to the keeper that that was a certain particular trait that the dog had unusually employed. (Wonderful)! Nowadays I have just 2 rough- coated terriers, Titch and Tiny; they are out of a bitch I had called Tinkey which was lost to a fox at the (South Notts) some while back. The dogs here will hunt and find anything and I will continue to look up into the skies and thank (GOD) FOR THE DOGS I've had. Often when I drive by the woods in Sherwood Forest I fondly remember all the wonderful times spent roaming those beautiful places.Also with a tear in one's eye, I look at the place were little (Peg) is buried; but then differently with a smile (I think that the foxes are at this time, safe for now. So for now to the true guys who know who they are, I close you in my heart. My regards. Lutra.... P.S. When my mind is a little sharper I may write about a rough-coated bitch called Thimble. That is if anyone would like to hear of course.

I will use the correct paragraphs next time if I decide to post. Very sorry.

Also very sorry for the incorrect spelling of would, I incorrectly typed. I can spell but modern computers are not my strong point. I will try to correct. Just another form of Melancholy personality!

[Zilverhaze 1,627]

Good reading that Mate :-)

[Northern Rock 507]

loved reading that, keep em coming atb

[Lutra Lutra 611]

Great read Lutra, not a dig, you've obviously put time and thought into the post but a bit of paragraphing would make it even better for old eyes like mine on a small screen

 

Cheers, D.

Hello Dyktos, My apologies for the mistake with the paragraphs, but constructive criticism never harmed anyone but just makes people aware of their own improvements. Thank you for the advice. Onto another short note. Have so many happy memories of your part of the world, and I so often made visits to your part of the world with little (Jack).I have a suitcase full of memories of yesteryear in that region. What a wonderful period in one's life.....

[nick703 446]

 

 

Good read mate, an there should be some Russell pups ere this summer, you'll both be welcome to one each. Nick

 

Hello Nick, We know you well but you will have to think who I am. Please send myself a message if you wish to.

Doesn't matter which one of the two you are, your both welcome to a pup and welcome out for a dig whenever you want

[Lutra Lutra 611]

 

 

Good read mate, an there should be some Russell pups ere this summer, you'll both be welcome to one each. Nick

Hello Nick, We know you well but you will have to think who I am. Please send myself a message if you wish to.

Doesn't matter which one of the two you are, your both welcome to a pup and welcome out for a dig whenever you want

 

Thank you Nick, I will try and come through sometime. How are the terriers?

[hjckcff 1,738]

really enjoyed that. and can relate to some of it, as probably most can on here. we had a terrier that learned the same way of despatching below. he was very nearly culled due to the fact that he had more between his ears than we did. ive a pic of him somewhere coincidently next to a little ten inch russell . both are gone now but are fondly remembered. keep posting.

 

ps. every post /topic you write. shines of being brought up with good manners. this is good to see in an age

[hjckcff 1,738]

really enjoyed that. and can relate to some of it, as probably most can on here. we had a terrier that learned the same way of despatching below. he was very nearly culled due to the fact that he had more between his ears than we did. ive a pic of him somewhere coincidently next to a little ten inch russell . both are gone now but are fondly remembered. keep posting.

 

ps. every post /topic you write. shines of being brought up with good manners. this is good to see in an age

 

the little russell was ten inch around 25 years ago.

[nick703 446]

 

 

 

Good read mate, an there should be some Russell pups ere this summer, you'll both be welcome to one each. Nick

 

Hello Nick, We know you well but you will have to think who I am. Please send myself a message if you wish to.

Doesn't matter which one of the two you are, your both welcome to a pup and welcome out for a dig whenever you want

Thank you Nick, I will try and come through sometime. How are the terriers?

There doing well mate, getting plenty but nothing to testing for the two young ones.