by Ralph Greaves  I have been badly frighted more than once in my life, but never more so than when i was ordered to winkle out some very belligerent Huns who were lurking in a long, pitch-dark underground tunnel. My suggestion that they should send for the terriers was regarded as flippant in the circumstances. […]

by Arthur Heinemann  ”…The little terriers invariably excite the sympathy of ladies out with the field, and many a mile have tender arms carried little Venus. As for Nellie, she absolutely owes her life to a good sportswoman, who pluckily rescued her at a kill from amid the growling mass of hounds. They had pulled […]

by Mountaineer  Sir, The dormant spirit of an old fell hunter has been keenly awakened by the remarks of your correspondents relative to the merits of the Elterwater terriers, which breed, I am informed, is nearly  extinct, Thirty years ago Mr. Robinson, of Elterwater, kept a pack of rough coated hounds equally hood at otter […]

by Arthur Heinemann  “Ignotum Omne pro magnifico” is nowhere better exemplified than in badger-digging and otter-hunting, and there are more fallacies popularly held about both the otter and the badger themselves, and their pursuit as well, than about any other beast of the chase. Even to-day there are many people to whom badger-digging with terriers, […]

by Arthur Heinemann Terriers, those keen little auxiliaries and addicts of every pack of foxhounds and otterhounds, are at the present moment attracting that attention that is due to their naughty deeds above and below ground, and more especially the latter. And when i say terriers, i don’t mean those monstrosities of the modern show […]

Frank Buck’s first terrier came to him from his father, a gypsy who had kept his own type of terrier for many years – a line which Frank eventually carried on. Incidentally, Frank’s father bred the famous dog Red Ike, a dog that would take a hold of anything and once fastened on to a […]