My mother-in-law, had many Jack Russel’s and from two there were seven; Mitch, Sally, Buster, Rosie (with two disabled back legs) Suzie, Badger, Patch and Tess. She used to walk all of them at the same time.
My daughter and son used to take them out for pocket money.
They had personalities all their own. Mitch used to love a game of football, and even when told by the vet he couldn’t still ran around like he was still a pup. Sally was quite relaxed, and Buster was a little nutty.
My favourite was Rosie. She wasn’t scared of any other dog, and would pick a fight with a Rottweiler without any fear. The other dog would always come off worse. She was small, but acted like she was stronger.
If I were ever to get another dog I would definitely get a Jack Russel. They are completely mad, but loyal too. Also, they fit better on your lap. It’s strange, but up until a few years ago, I was a cat person. Now I spot a dog while driving my car, even the huge ones, and think they are cute.
Dogs can be frightening for some, I understand that, but it isn’t the dogs, but the humans who train them.