Around the time of my son's 3rd birthday (August 12, 1974), my former husband was working out of town with the railroad. He kept calling me telling me about this cute puppy in the window of a pet shop and he thought that Jimmy should have him. I have to admit I wasn't real excited about having a puppy...we already had two cats and I felt that was enough. Well, the dad won out and when he came home at the end of the week he brought this sweet little beagle/terrier mix puppy. We named him Frisky~because he was. Frisky and Jimmy were inseparable for the 11 years that we had Frisky. The last couple years of his life he developed congestive heart failure and finally we had to let him go. He was a great pal to my son....we will always remember the fun times we had with him.
