The story of how I got Jack Russell WikiPet.ru
My whole life changed on the most ordinary day of June 23, 2015.
I came to the show jumping training, which took place daily in Ratomka. Nothing foreshadowed, we were changing clothes for a lesson, when suddenly the locker room door opened and a small, wagging, thick, clumsy white Jack Russell puppy ran in to us, and then the trainer came in. We massively squeezed the puppy, the puppy, in turn, licked and bit us.
- Whose is this, yours? - we asked the trainer.
“Yours, Dasha ,” he smiled.
Of course, I didn’t believe how it was, because I already had a mittel expected! Almost mine, almost home, with an invented nickname and a purchased collar. Yes, and I do not like small dogs! The internal struggle lasted several hours, to agree or not? This little-tailed bun, the devastation of all plans, ran with the coach, as if nothing had happened, fondled with people ... Yes, and I’m not ready, I just started to study everything and did not understand anything, nor in the training, nor in the training, nor in feedings ...
I don’t know how, but we were already leaving home with a puppy, so far anonymous, but already, sort of, mine.
By the way, I didn’t have any instant love, I didn’t have a feeling that this is what I dreamed of; there was no happiness; there were only thoughts from the category “Not well, she’s kind of ugly ..”, “or ugly ... .. but sweet!” , “But it’s affectionate”, “damn small, but it eats little and maman will reconcile”, “she won’t kill my rats !?”, “worms, fleas, ticks”, “feeding norms, drying, meat ...”, “clicker markers, bunnies "...
It was very embarrassing for the breeder breeder, and still uncomfortable, I hope she is not evil, that fate decreed otherwise and instead of a “bearded man” I had a jack.
Upon arrival home, everything turned out even worse: she urgently needs to come up with a nickname, and she’s eating, she’s crap, she’s running her tail and whining, climbing into bed, gnawing toys, stealing food and writing for happiness. God, what to do with it, how not to crush, do not forget to feed, constantly walk and entertain, click and praise, ahhh ...
Since that day, my life has changed and turned into an eternal whirlpool of acquaintances, events, walks, training, competitions and travel.
I fell in love with long walks for a bunch of kilometers, sunsets and sunrises in the fields, spring and autumn, in winter I went skiing, and in the summer I started running and swimming. I can go for walks at 6 in the morning, go to the forests and lakes, notice what I have always been blind before. The phone has become a repository of photos and videos of a dog, our selfies, as well as pictures of landscapes, flowers, mosses and all that imperceptibly ordinary mundane. Do you know what my name is now somewhere? "You come to visit, and this, Gretosa can also take."
Now there is no “I”, now there is a “Gretos and I”
I had a trouble-free companion for any movement, ready for anything, just to have fun and with the owner next to me. Spend the night in a tent in the forest, pick mushrooms or swim in the middle of the lake, ride a bike or run, throw frisbee or go through agility trails, anything, whenever you want! Get up at 5 in the morning to see the fog on the lake? Yes easily! Go to Russia or Ukraine? Bus, minibus, train? Though on foot! Though to the ends of the world! Tomorrow? Now! Run, no time for doubt!
Forward, towards the unknown!