Last summer, I noticed a stray dog wandering down my street. Concerned for its safety, I quickly jogged after him. He was running in and out of people’s driveways, checking things.
As I got closer, I noticed he was dragging a chain. Obviously he had broken lose from someone’s yard. I squatted down and coaxed him over. He willingly obliged.
Before he could change his mind, I grabbed the trailing chain and spent a few minutes petting him. He was friendly, yet very “aware” of everything around him.
I’ve lived here for 30 years and I’ve never seen this dog and had no idea where he lived. So I decided to get him into my own fenced yard while I did some checking.
To my surprise, he had phenomenal strength for such a small dog. He was almost as strong as my Belgian Shepherd, who is extremely so. This little guy pulled me every which way.
A short while later, the postman came. Who better to know where he lived. A few houses up, he thought. I went to the house and knocked on the door. No answer. What was I to do? I couldn’t dog-sit this little guy all day, and I wasn’t even sure that’s where he lived.
I called the local dog catcher and explained the situation, including where I thought he lived.
At that point, I’d had this guy for over an hour, during which time I thought it would be a good idea to take his photo and spread around a poster, letting people (the owner, hopefully) know where he was.
And here he is. Cute, huh?
So if you see a Jack Russell, do not underestimate its power. If this little guy is any indication, they can get quite strong.
By the way, his owner did retrieve him from the pound, thank goodness. I felt guilty in not holding onto him until I had found out if that was his owner. It was.
Apparently, he had broken the heavy chain that the family used to secure their Rottweiller in the back yard. That should give you some idea just how powerful he is.