Napoleon trusted no one—except Pierre, his tiny but fearless Jack Russell. While generals plotted and ministers whispered, Pierre had only one mission: keeping his master humble. Before every battle, Napoleon would brood over his maps, lost in strategy. Pierre, unimpressed, would hop onto the table and sit right on top of France. “Ah, Pierre,” Napoleon would sigh, “always reminding me who really rules.” One night, as Napoleon prepared for war, Pierre stole his hat and paraded around camp...
