These dogs can’t help but be cute and so human like at times. They are truly a child in the eyes of those that love them. I know my Gabby is like a daughter to me and she knows it! She is definitely the best cuddle buddy a momma can ask for, even better than my own daughter. When I’m up for a cuddle, Gabby doesn’t have any issues with snuggling up with me. My daughter, on the other hand, is getting to the age where she rather be doing her own thing. (Of course, she has her award-winning cuddle moments too, but they’re becoming fewer and fewer.)
Besides the awesome cuddle buddy I have, another little being that I can dress up (and she doesn’t even mind!).
Although she doesn’t mind clothes, she does have her moments where she gets in trouble, pretty much just like my daughter. Now, disciplining is always one of those things that I absolutely can not stand to do. However, it must be done with raising great children, so to raise a great fur baby, it comes with the territory.
Take for instance the time that it was raining outside and Gabby decided that it was better to pee in the bed to wake me up. Yeah, not the greatest wake up call. I understand her dislike of being out in the rain. I can even understand her dislike for baths. However, I don’t understand how she doesn’t like those things but she has this fascination with being sprayed with a hose, getting splashed with pool water, or even jumping through a sprinkler.
So, to get back at her, I did one of those photo shaming pics. You know, one of those pictures where a person or animal has a sign and picture is taken of them?
Yeah, she hasn’t peed in the bed since, or even before she did it that time. But when you get these moments, making the best of it is definitely the best way to go about it. You may get angry or sad, but in the end, you just can’t help but love these little cuddle farts who act just like a child!
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Boston Terriers are definitely one of the friendliest breeds of dogs. They’ve also been nicknamed the “American Gentleman”, so they have to be sweet, right? As a matter of fact, I don’t think I’ve ever heard of a vicious Boston Terrier. Sure, you get your crazy ones, especially when they’re older, but you can’t hold that against them. I mean, humans get cranky in their old age too! They’re always so open for love and affection and some might be happier with no kids around, but that’s any animal (humans included!).
My daughter will be a six-year-old in just over a month and she loves her Gabby girl. Gabby is truly her best friend when it comes to everyone in the family. She loves to spoil her rotten and Gabby sure doesn’t mind! Of course, that’s when she’s not glued to my hip because she wants to be with me all the time, but when it comes down to it, Gabby is always there for my daughter’s crazy attention-giving moments.
Even when it comes to hogging a king-sized bed (my bed), these two are always up for the challenge.
Yes, my daughter is on my husband’s pillow and Gabby is on mine. I happened to be on the edge of the bed. But regardless of that, these two are definitely best friends forever…or rather Gabby is my daughter’s Boston Terrier Friend Forever.
I figured I’d go ahead and use this first post to tell you a little bit about myself and how I came to love this lovable breed. I generally don’t use the word “hate”, but I absolutely hate introduction posts, so I’ll try to make this as painless for me as I hope it will be for you.
My name is Cindie and I’m a 32-year-old mother of one (working on number two). I’m a stay-at-home mom living in the great state of Texas. I’m sort of ashamed to say that I had no idea about Boston Terriers until I started to date the most amazing man in the world (yes, I am bias when it comes to loving my family!) back during my senior year of high school in 2004. (Yes, I ended up marrying him too! Woot woot! High school sweethearts!)
He happened to own two great Boston Terriers named Baabs and Misty Lou. When I first met those two, I was a little taken aback by them because Misty Lou was just so friendly and such a licker! Baabs was pretty mellow, but with her moments of crazy. Plus, if you touched one, you had to touch the other. That was apparently this unspoken rule. I didn’t mind, because I have always loved animals (aside from the cliché opinion of snakes and spiders because they do give me the willies), and I was enjoying myself with those two.
Now, if you had asked me 12 years ago if I would ever consider owning my own Boston Terrier, I would’ve probably had said, “No.” I know, I know! Blasphemy! However, in my defense, I owned a great dog named Nick. He was a Shetland Sheepdog and my first pet that I owned myself, where he was my responsibility. He was well-trained and absolutely loved to herd my friends and I back to my house when he saw me walking home from school. Literally. I mean, my mom would have him outside with her and when she saw me round the corner, she’d say, “Go get Cindie.” Well, he did and brought a few of my friends with too. So, by default, my favorite breed was the Sheltie.
But, now ask me if I could live without a Boston Terrier in my life. The answer is No way! This breed is just too much fun and great! In the span of 12 years, I’ve personally met a total of seven Boston Terriers and all of them were/are somewhere in my husband’s side of the family. There names are Baabs, Misty Lou, Sassy, Peggy Sue, Dixie, Beau, and (my sweet girl) Gabby. Every single one of them stole a piece of my heart and that’s OK! I don’t mind giving my heart away to them! They are the reason why the Boston Terrier is now my favorite breed of all time, even over my sweet lovable Nick, whom I miss so dearly.
Yes, Boston Terriers may have the worst smelling farts in the world and the loudest snoring in the world, but their lovable personas make up for all of that! Besides, it may be gross, but those stinking farts add to their charm! Plus, how can you not love it when they lay down and stretch their legs out behind them in their classic “frog leg” poses? And when they carpet surf with those frog legs? Yeah, I’m sorry, but I’ve been sold right there alone! They may lick you to death, stink you out of the room, or make you invest in some ear plugs while you sleep, but this breed is definitely one to love for eternity!
Now let me introduce you to my inspiration for this blog: Gabby. My mother-in-law actually got Gabby for my daughter when she was a baby back in 2011. I don’t know why or how, but Gabby adopted me as her human over everyone else in the house. (Which, of course, is another endearing quality. This breed loves their family, but selects ONE to be THEIR human over everyone else.) If I’m sitting down, she has to be in my lap. If I’m in bed, she has to be in bed with me (even if she has to wait until morning when the husband gets up to go to work at dark-thirty). If I go check the mail, she has to go with me. If I go anywhere, she wants to go with me. If anyone else is going, she doesn’t really care as long as she’s with me. Yes, it can drive me crazy because I don’t like “clingy” things, but I really wouldn’t have it any other way either. This sweet little dog who just loves just wants it in return and how can I turn that down?
Gabby is now 5 years old (only six months younger than my daughter). She’s lived up to her name so far. Let me tell you something. Never, and I mean NEVER!, name a Boston Terrier “Trouble”. They live up to their names! Gabby was named “Gabby” because she barked quite a bit as a puppy, but that’s because she was just playing. Now? She barks when she sees anything around her outside. The neighbor mowing his yard? She’ll stand at the fence and bark at him. Another neighbor’s dog is outside? She’ll stand at the fence and bark at them. A car driving by two streets over? Yep! She’ll stand at the fence and bark at that too. She just doesn’t know how to not bark. Sometimes I kick myself for choosing that name over the rest of them.
But yes, Gabby is now 5 years old and as feisty as ever. She loves to be held by me and even looks like a gopher as I hold her or just snore away in my lap or under the blankets on my bed curled up as close to me as possible. My husband’s family has raised Bostons long before I came into the picture and honestly, I don’t see how I never knew about this breed until 12 years ago. They are, by far, the most incredibly awesome breed I’ve ever had the privilege to know. I also firmly believe if that everyone owned at least one Boston Terrier, this world would be so much happier. How could we not be with these stinky farts and frog legs?