My name is Herrington Great Scot!
a.k.a. Jillet, Jill the Pill, Jill Pickle, The Jillinator, and Pupcake.
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You'll need InternetExplorer to see me in the
hot summer sun.
My Scrapbook
is always under construction. When it's complete this is where you'll find photos
of the most memorable events in my young life. I know, I know, every moment with
me is memorable.
Me in San Antonio -- My first
Major.
I went to an earthdog event where I met
some mouses. Intro to Quarry, they call it.
It was something called Valentine's Day,
and I guess that means that snow falls into your yard. It was big fun and I
played in snow for hours.
No, I didn't really need a sweater. I was way too busy
to notice the chill. Click on either photo to see more photos of me in snow.
My first real catch -- a nice, plump bird.
Dove hunting season begins in the fall.
Here's my first one. September 1, 2003.
Oooh, so this is what tunneling is all
about. I like it, I like it. May 20, 2003.
I went to see the Earthdog Trials. It was
so exciting. I caught that scent right away, and I was ready to enter the
tunnel. The rats, however, were a bit intimidating. Here on the right is a Cairn
trying to help me; but he was either too enchanted by me, or intimidated too.
May 17, 2003.
When will it end, when will it end? Is there no end to my
humiliation? ! I went to an Aloha party, and this is what happened. May 26,
2003.
This is so NOT funny. My patience is
wearing thin. Click on this sad sight and you'll see what else they've tried to
do to me. May 22, 2003.
Now don't panic - leave everything
to me. I realize that it looks fierce, but I can handle it. Really! I'm all over
it. TAKE OFF MY LINE and let me at it. 25 April 2003
Look at me without my fluffy puppy coat. Today
my lady stripped my head and legs and then I attended a show class, whatever
that is. Hard to tell if I'm going to like this stripping-thing; but I do look
rather sassy. 2 April 2003.
These photos were taken during
my first few days at my new home in March 2003. Ssssh. These people still think I'm perfect
-- I've got them completely fooled. They think that they're training me. HA!
In fact, I'm totally in control. They'll be trained in no time at all.
I'm
home, but I'm in a pen and I am NOT happy. I don't belong in a pen.
They've tried to distract me with this gray mouse, but it won't work. Two
minutes. Two minutes and I'm going to howl like a monkey again.
22 March 2003.
OK. This might work. I'm dressed in a faux-diamond collar . . . red, 'cause
I'm a girly-girl. And I'm offered this piece of fluff . . . and I'm walking
around with the big Lakies at the Fort Worth Dog Show. Yes indeedy. This
might just work. 22 March 2003.
WHOA-WHOA-WHOA! What's going on here?! Yesterday I was taken away from mommy
and Lauren, and now I'm being taken away from Judy and given to strangers. Of
course I'm too wiggly to photograph. 22 March 2003.
This video of me as a baby is best viewed with
InternetExplorer. It requires just a minute to load, then hit REFRESH to replay.
My baby photos may be viewed by
clicking here. Want to see me before I was born?
You know you do, so here
is the link to my sonogram photos.
If you want to see
photos of some champion Lakelands visit the pages of my
parents. Or visit my
Diary for tales from my fascinating world.
