Just because he is bigger than me he thinks he can whip me...but don't believe it, its a lie. I can run faster than he can. If he gets ahold of me I have to bite his face and stretch it out of shape. Sometimes I drag him across the floor by his face, which is my favorite fighting hold.
It sure takes a lot of effort and work being a Jack Russell Terrier puppy. After whipping up on Champ, running around in circles around my tree, eating a few bugs and cracking a few walnuts, I start getting a little tired.
