He's adorable. My JRT came from the pound. My son dragged me in to see a dog he was considering. Burris, the JRT, was in an exercise pen. He told me he was NOT like those other JRTs that I swore I would never have. True, in the house he's a quiet little snuggler. Outside he's an outlaw. He'd thumb his nose at me, if he had a thumb. I love him to pieces.