I don't just miss my last Jack Russell,i miss other people's dogs as well. I was only saying to somebody last night how certain songs/records remind me of years and times in my life. It's the same with dogs. For example the three legged dog that ran at you as you walked past a farm,in the 1960's. Then there was the pub dog down my local in the early 1990's that had a trick of going for it's nightly bag of crisps from behind the bar. Then there was 'Foxy' about 20 years ago. She was called that because her face was similar to that of a fox. She was one of about 4 or 5 dogs that a woman i know used to take for a walk/ride on her mobility scooter. I was only talking to the same woman the other day,reminiscing about Foxy and her other dogs. Happy days and good memories but tainted by their inevitable departure. I have an old black and white photo here in my living room of our first Corgi(Shandy),who was bought before i was born and died 50 years ago this month. My grandma had it coloured in years ago. I look at that picture and think about the times we had with her when we were children,although she wasn't very child friendly and used to nip us if we annoyed her.