That is too funny, and I can relate only too well. In December 2006, I adopted Miranda, an adorable dachshund-Jack Russell mix. You heard me, Jack Russell - the one breed I swore would never in life cross my threshold. I didn’t think to ask about the “other” half until I had fallen for the sweet little hound.

After eating thousands of dollars worth of my things — no exaggeration — she has calmed down a little. She is happiest in cafés, although I alternate so as not to wear out our welcome too soon. in one, she gets a lump of sugar, in another a piece of ham. However, if I plan on doing any serious eating, I prefer to have the use of both hands, so she stays home.

At any rate, Willie sounds adorable, just a bit of a work in progress.