Boston and his buddy Lucy, sharing some love.

 

 

 

 

Check out the progress I've made on destroying this ball.

Phew. Ball destruction is hard work.

Objects in mirror are closer than they appear, especially when they are hanging out of the car window.

Snuggling under his favorite plaid blanket with a squeaky toy not far away.

Bird watching, a favorite activity while I'm studying.

"What?! I'm not doing anything wrong."

When I take a nap on the couch, he plops down in the crook of my arm, without fail.

Boston vs. The Clip

Looking like a big, scary dog with short little stub legs.



At Bella's House

1 English Bulldog + 1 Boston Terrier = invincible.

Two peas in pod.

Bella modeling her huggies pull-ups. Because they don't make doggy tampons.

Someone once called him one little muscle.

Boston is a year old today!

Within the past year, he has learned how to shake hands, pee and poop outside, roll over, and give high-fives, among other things. He has also saved me from a lot of loneliness and tears. I do not regret a single moment that we've had him and I would do it all over again in a heartbeat.

Here's a look at our little man, then and now:

More cuteness here...

and here...

and here...

...in bed with daddy.

...at Jamaica Pond on an early summer evening.

...puh-lease don't bother me. I am perfectly fine where I am.

...if you are asking me to leave this sleeping bag, it better be for a very good reason.

...come on, it's 1AM. put the camera away, woman!

...maybe if I don't look at her, she'll go away.

...my boys. snoring.

what? i'm cold!!