Jack Russell Story Jack Russell StoryMy Jack Russell Story:
He roared into our lives from a chicken coop
a ball of hair and slobber and poop
A lightweight guy of pure, raw muscle
Much more than a dog was little Jack Russell
He made friends easily it took only a meeting
From then on you could bank
on a warm, wet greeting
You could be down and out - To Hell & Back
Still I'd defy you not to warm to our Jack
Alas now we've lost him - His life was too brief
Snatched early one morn by that Grim Reaper thief
But wherever Jack is now he's gone his last mile,
Bet he's tugging a stuffed toy
and makin' 'em smile
And up at the factory
where they assemble our pets-
I'd like them to know we have few regrets
For Jack was near perfect -
like from a catalog...
'Cept the heart of a lion
just don't last in a dog
-----In Memory of Jackie Russell b12/95 d7/96