I met the cutest little JR last spring. He
was owned by an older couple who said this was their seventh JR. Their
previous dogs all met dubious endings however. Two ran off never into the
woods never to be seen again. The other four dug their way under the barn
chasing rats...and never emerged from that prison. I guess they just kept
tunneling until they got stuck. Or lost. They did find one sticking
his nose out a small hole in the foundation, however, by the time they
discovered him he was dead. Poor buggers.
