Showing posts with label Jack Russell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jack Russell. Show all posts

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Manu LeGrand

Kath Lockett is an  Australian living in Geneva. She writes a blog called Blurb from the Burbs, which I follow with great interest and enjoyment. She is a fellow dog-lover and often writes about her companion Milly; when I mentioned my dog in the last post, she requested a picture. 

So, just for you, Kath (and for me, because I love him to bits), is a short 
biography of Manu LeGrand.


We had always had big dogs (mostly, and preferably, Golden Labradors), because they are fabulous dogs and because I had always felt that smaller dogs were yappy and annoying. However one day I stopped on impulse at a sign that said Jack Russell Pups For Sale, and came away with a little chap who could just about fit into my cupped hands:




Here's what I wrote about him in an old post:
He doesn't know he's a little dog. He is not aware that his head is kinda too big for his body, and that he has the funny, stumpy front legs which some Jack Russell terriers have.  He always acts with dignity and decorum, and is as brave, affectionate and loyal as any dog we have ever had.   He firmly believes that he will catch every rabbit or pheasant 
he disturbs out on a walk; of course, with those legs, he doesn't.
He smiles a lot.

Thankfully, he's not at all a yappy little dog; he does have a good manly bark when needed.  Especially when he's treed a possum in the middle of the night.... !! 


Manu misses his friend Darcy, who died several years ago now. 
These days his best friend, apart from his humans, is Sophie the cat.


Our son gave him the name Manu, which I had always assumed was for the Maori word manu meaning bird. He told me a couple of years ago that he actually named him after Manuel, the Spanish waiter in Fawlty Towers!
At six and a half years old, Manu is always welcoming, always forgiving, always ready for a walk. He has heaps of personality, and he still smiles a lot, even when he's had a toenail removed...

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I hope you enjoyed meeting him, Kath!


Sunday, January 29, 2012

Sunday Snapshot

I really didn't enjoy having my toenail removed - I YELPED as loudly as I could. But you must admit, it's a very smart bandage! Blue suits my black-and-white colouring, I feel.


Friday, November 12, 2010

Thematic Photographic 123: Black and White

Black and White?
Nothing ever is, although I know a fair number of people who think in those terms.

My first thought was about The Little Dog (probably because he was sitting on my feet at the time). His name is Manuel LeGrand, and here he is, on a winter's day at the beach:

 



He doesn't know he's a little dog. He is not aware that his head is kinda too big for his body, and that he has the funny, stumpy front legs which some Jack Russell terriers have.  He always acts with dignity and decorum, and is as brave, affectionate and loyal as any dog we have ever had.   He firmly believes that he will catch every rabbit or pheasant he disturbs out on a walk; of course, with those legs, he doesn't.
He smiles a lot.

I always said I would never have a little dog, "because they're yappy". Thankfully, he's not; he does have a good manly bark when needed.  Especially when he's treed a possum in the middle of the night.... !!



Manu misses The Big Dog, his friend Mr D'Arcy, who departed this life a while ago.  I haven't yet found him a new companion, but I'm working on it.
To see more Thematic Photographic postings, on this theme or a number of others, go to Carmi Levy's blog - click the button on the right.

P. S. Possums are classified as noxious pests in this country.

Alexia