Minor miracle that he's made it to this age. I've wanted to wring his neck so many times.
Before I rescued him, I had rescued my little grey poodle and named her Vera Wag and I said that if I ever got another boy dog, I'd named him Jimmy Chew.
So when I went with a friend to look at a different dog at the shelter and I walked by him, sitting so sweetly in his kennel run, I couldn't believe he hadn't been adopted! He was only 8-9 months old.
Why would anyone get rid if him?
OK, I have had a lot of incidents with this little terror
He's made it to 7 and he's still living up to his name!
Be careful what you name a dog!
Happy Birthday Jimmy! Ya damn little crazy bugger.
(Doing this blog post from my iPhone while I'm at work, hopefully this works and doesn't post weird!)