Since my little Jack Russel Terrier Pixel passed away the winter before last, I knew the yard
was too empty. We had 15 good years together and she was a brilliant little girl that always knew just how to keep me going during the hardest of times.
Since my wife died and I became too ill to work, things had been nearly unbearable, it is safe to say that Pixel was the only reason on more than one occasion that I didn't kill myself, with my wife gone and no money to make ends meet, the constant threat of homelessness and the deep sadness that has only grown deeper with each passing day since the loss of my wife - a little dog kept me going, and I will always be grateful to her for that.
After Pixel died of a stroke, I thought I would never have such a friend again, that is, until just before April when a cousin of mine (the cousin that always meddles in my affairs due to concern) turned me on to a link that took me to a page detailing the problems of a very young Dog in need of rescue, a little Jack Russel that was impregnated far too young even if more unwanted animals were needed in a world where kill shelters move at a drastic pace ending the lives of so many.
She was only 11 months old when she was put up for adoption by the rescue center, having already had and weened her 9 (yes 9) pups. I was told by her rescuer that all were healthy and homes were being found for them, but Jackie had seen few prospects as many can not handle the energy and tenacity of her breed.
She was turned away by her original owner after finding out her other dog had impregnated her (neither was fixed obviously). She took her to a kill shelter but luckily Barb who generally rescues dogs from irresponsible breeders found her and took her in to foster her through the pregnancy and find homes for all. I can not say enough good things about Barb. She is a saint.
Through a fund raised by my meddlesome cousin (who felt I needed Jackie as much as she needed me) I was able to adopt her and give her a chance to be the baby for a while, having to be a mother too young, she never had much of a puppyhood. After she recovered from both her pregnancy and her spay operation, I took her home at the end of April and we are both reaping the benefits of a new friendship. She was unsure at first, appearing to think every attempt to go for a walk or even being let in the yard without me walking right beside her was a trick to take her somewhere away, somewhere new, now she finally trusts her new home and feels secure for likely the first time in her life. She is rather obsessively attached to me, but I don't mind. If my presence makes her feel secure then I am more than happy to be the focus.
She is a good little dog, still unsure of strangers and other dogs, but now that shew feels secure, I am confident she can be fully socialized even if it takes a bit of time.
Here are a few pics of my poor forsaken for a teenage pregnancy new found friend Jackie:
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she has such a sweet face 
to your meddlesome cousin
And those eyes? So intelligent and wise.
I love jacks! Yes, they are quite active lil' dogs, but they are also very clever, communicative, amusing and charming!
I was very moved by your post, but we share a love of JRT's!
Here is my fella (Billy):
I had to change the knobs to a round version to keep his monkey shines to a minimum during the night when he would ninja into the study in search of "unauthorized" toys.
PSA Door handles proven not to be JRT proof unless locked
The little guy could even, (with much more effort), open the doors sometimes with the new handles, but it was so much more difficult and rarely successful that he started working on other off books projects like tunneling under the fence instead. A project that was so well thought out, that once he realized I was placing field stones in his excavation sites as I discovered them to make further progress impossible, he started dragging branches over the new sites in an attempt to hide the work - it was not very effective as I could see what he was trying to do, but it was a really clever attempt at a solution to aid his new project.
They are a very smart breed and tenacity is too small a word to describe how they approach something they want to do, they keep trying different things until something works, relentless intelligence has it's rewards.
Billy knows exactly what he is doing closing your laptops, he does not want those boring stupid things taking time away that could better be spent playing with him.
As another poster in this thread said, it takes a special kind of person to deal with terriers as some people find their monkey shines annoying where we find them endearing.
I'm so happy for you both, there's nothing like the unconditional love of a pup to heal the heart
I wish you both MANY years of friendship and happiness!
PEACE! 
Dragonfli, you have such a beautiful little girl there, and couldn't be happier for you. You can be sure she had your address in her back pocket all along. What came to my mind immediately was a song that I hope isn't too awfully maudlin to celebrate your finding each other. Enjoy.
Lucky Jackie. Lucky you. I hope you two will have many, many good years together.
changed and now reminds me of how my Pixel used to look at me.
Here is Pixel from her puppy days, long before we went through hell and back together.
When Jackie looks at me now, I can't help gut see a bit of what I saw in Pixels eyes when she looked at me (it nearly makes me cry in a sad, happy way)
I think we'll be seeing a lot more photos of you! 
Congratulations on your new friend!!!!
And I am so sorry to hear about Pixel. 
But I am so glad that you found a new companion, especially one who needed you, too. She's adorable and looks so happy now! Thanks so much for sharing pix!
I also have a Jackie, a "pet shop dog" who ended up in rescue because of a health problem, a hernia that was repaired when he was neutered, and it certainly never slowed him down, LOL. He just celebrated his 9th birthday. 
Jackie
