I know the Reeders breed Champion Jack Russells

WB
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Wednesday, February 04, 2026, 09:15 (12 hours, 30 minutes ago)

As I mentioned we raised high end Great Dane's in the late 1960's and 70's. Not show dogs, but bloodlines. This is Dutchess our main matriarch. A huge beast! That dastardly tail! It was hard as cane, and what a whip. When she "got loose" from the pen someone would call out to the neighborhood "Dutchess is OUT!". It was well understood you immediately took refuge atop the closest automobile. The dog made good use of the temporal freedom to let loose with a fanatic case of the zoomies. Dane's can run 50 mph and the only safe thing to do was to shut your eyes and remain perfectly still. That way at minimum you might get that high speed tail whip, as she sideswiped, at minimum. If you moved at all, your goose was cooked, and you'd get overrun, wadded up. Today it would certainly be a lawsuit. Back then someone got skinned up and went home to get a dose of Mercurochrome or Bac-ti, maybe a band-aid.

What memories. Photo is me and my little Brother in 1968 or 69.

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A Jack probably wouldn't win but I guarantee

Gary Reeder
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Wednesday, February 04, 2026, 12:28 (9 hours, 17 minutes ago) @ WB

he would take on that Great Dane.

Generally they are friendly giants, trapped in that huge

WB
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Wednesday, February 04, 2026, 12:58 (8 hours, 47 minutes ago) @ Gary Reeder

body. I believed they were bred by aristocracy to chase down game? One source says from Germany in the 1500's, a cross from Mastiffs and Wolfhounds, later a little Greyhound thrown in. They can really run faster than 50 mph.

I had a Honda SL70 small motorcycle. A friend and I were riding on it and playing with an old innertube. My buddy was slapping it around the dog. A little bit later he had it around his waist. He started screaming at me to GO! Seems he made eye contact and he and the dog were thinking the same thing. WFO in 4th gear was close to 55 mph. The dog caught us, grabbed the innertube around his waist and threw on the brakes. Alan was unceremoniously snatched from the pillion position at top speed to roll in a plume of pasture dust and big dog. He was really skinned up. I don't think he ever did anything close to that again. lol Come to think of it that was the last time he visited our farm.

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