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Church Street, Twickenham

Earlier today (when it was still summer), I bumped into Nick. Now this is a bit of cheat because as it turns out, ‘Bobby’ doesn’t actually belong to Nick. He is looking after him for a friend, or so he says.

No, seriously, it really wasn’t his dog and the whole point of this blog is to find out what motivates a big fella to pick a little dog over a more substantial one. But I couldn’t resist Bobby. Also, if I were The Sartorialist, I would have congratulated Nick on his smart shirt/sunglasses combo but now I’m really going off the point.

Queens Park, London NW6

 
I accosted today’s ‘victim’ as I left Queen’s Park last Friday. As far as I am concerned, a Jack Russell – or anything closely resembling it – is the small dog with the big dog mindset. And whilst his owner confirmed that Whisky does indeed start fights with Staffordshire Bull Terriers (and can ‘run like a rabbit’), he was a proper little gentleman in my presence.

Whisky’s owner agreed that there were practical reasons for having a small dog – ease of portability and having a small living space - but Whisky’s main brief was to bring lightness and fun into everyone’s lives after his owner’s mother sadly fell ill. True to form, Whiskey’s cute overload factor has bought a smile to everyone’s face.