These Bostons have found Forever Families in 2008 through BTRWW |
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Boscoe loves people, and loves to give all newcomers a little welcome dance and kisses! He sleeps on my bed wrapped in his blanket. I have to check on him at night, because he "cocoons" down inside the blanket and I can barely see him. But he snores, so I know he's fast asleep.
Boscoe wants to be in on any family action at all times. If I'm hugging one of my twins in the recliner, he feels free to leap right up into our laps, and join in the hugging. His doggy smell was very strong at first. But we hardly notice it anymore. :) He has the most unusual amber-colored eyes. He gets down on his haunches with a mischievous grin, when he wants to play. We thank the good Lord for our wonderful new furry buddy, Boscoe.
The Woodbrook Family
You always wanted to be near us, watching us closely if we got up to do something or leave the room. You were our little shadow. This was probably a result of your past life. You loved to bask in the sunshine and warmth of the fireplace. You loved wearing sweaters and cute T-shirts and we loved buying them for you. It's so hard to look at them now folded on the shelf.
We called you "Hamburger Face", "Zoetta", "Zomo" and lovingly "Hey You". God had painted your face perfectly. You were our beautiful girl and still are.
You had such a sweet trusting nature, always friendly to everyone you met. You even loved to sleep with the cats, probably cause they were warm and soft. You tilted your head with excitement when you greeted us.
You could run like the wind and loved to chase the ball.
We had never had a Boston Terrier in our family and didn't know that they could snore. This is something you did well. You loved to sleep in under the covers and you always made me feel so relaxed when I watched you. You felt secure and warm in your Dad's arms. How you could sleep totally relaxed!
We were proud of you when you received your beautiful ribbon and walked in the Boston Terrier Club Rescue Parade in Redmond, WA.
So, on December 20, 2011 we had to let you go. It broke our hearts. We feel so blessed to have had you in our family and to have shared the joy of loving you. We only hope we gave you what you deserved. We miss your presence but know that you are all around us in everything we see and do. We wish we could have been with you your whole life but the time we had with you was very special.
If it weren't for the wonderful hardworking people with Boston Terrier Rescue of Western Washington and SPDR we might never have met you. Thank you.
We love you Zoey.
The Blain Family
We've now had him for 90 days and it looks like he's settled into our home. He now plays with our Boston, Lucy, teases our Toy Fox Terrier, jumps on my chair and loves to cuddle. In addition we're feeding him "deter" to stop the bad eating habits. He isn't yet housebroken but at least he has stopped marking everything in sight. He sleeps in his crate at night and when we go out and he's going to obedience school. He's very laid back, and like most Bostons he is very smart, but also very stubborn.
Zoey is two and a half and loves to play fetch and chew up her toys. She stays very busy during the day checking on all the other animals in the neigborhood, squirrels, cats and dogs. She'll run in circles around the house from window to window barking at anything on the street. She is an excellent little watch dog.
She'll never replace our love for Mugsy but we will continue to love and nourish her just as much. She is a very sweet little girl with a personality all her own. She's there at the door every afternoon to greet me when I get home from work and she's always happy to see me. What a great feeling.
A special thanks to Geri and the Ross family for letting us adopt Zoey.
Linda & Richard
Rocky's favorite thing's to do are play with Maggie Mae, our female Boston, and chase squirrels. Rocky thinks he is a Rottwieler in a Boston Terrier body. We love him very much.
Thank you very much !
Michael & Wendy McCurley
As several months of trying to live together elapsed, I gradually came to be aware that he really is a good boy in the house. When we try to function outside it was, and still remains to some extent, a different matter. Baxter is quite the puller. We are gradually doing better after two classes and with the aid of a training collar that has plastic prongs. Much of the difficulty must be his awareness that the pack leader (me) is insecure during walks. Baxter is not incapable of learning. He is really, really good with the "stay" command. We use it often with success and pride.
Baxter is quite the character. He is a burrower. He has comforters of his very own in three different locations of the house and thinks his proper place is under one of them. This involves a prolonged process of digging and twisting and winding himself into just the right position. He's not the smartest Boston Terrier I've had. He sat on the spare room bed one sunny morning last week to watch me work out on my exercise machine. He was distracted by the shadow of the dog on the wall and barked and barked at it. Of course, the more he barked, the more active the dog on the wall became. I finally got to laughing so hard that I had to suspend the "cross-country skiing".
Probably the greatest joy for him in moving from one home to another is the freedom of the enormous fenced back yard. He can hardly wait for warm weather to return when the patio door will be left open all day. We are having a good time together.
Duke couldn't possibly be loved anymore. He has fit right into our family and is very spoiled. He sleeps either with one of the kids or in his bed next to ours every night. If he's in our room, he ends up under the covers and at the bottom of our bed by 4:30 every morning. He's the only dog I know that I have to carry downstairs to go for a walk every morning. I think he could literally sleep all day if we'd let him. But once we're outside, he's happy to go on our walk. He goes everywhere with us in the car and on our long road trips has enjoyed being in his bed in the seat between the kids, as you can see in the attached pictures.
He's only chewed a couple of my daughter's little dollies that she's left lying around (and there are plenty of them). Other than that, he has his Kong, Nylabones, and other things he loves to chew on.
The kids couldn't have asked for a better playmate. He is constantly chasing them around the house - up and down the stairs. We're excited to take him on his first camping trip with us this weekend. I'm sure as long as there's a sleeping bag to crawl in, he'll enjoy it. :)
Thank you for doing such a wonderful job with him before we got him. He’s very well behaved, which has made the transition even easier. We're so happy to have him. He'll have a great life with our family.
The Barker Family
Chester was fearful at first but we introduced him slowly to our other little dogs. The first day Chester marked just about everything in our house and he even pooped once (we followed along and cleaned up after him). Since then he has not made one mess, has learned to go into his crate to sleep at night and loves to cuddle.
We are the 4th home Chester has had in his short 5 years of life and after having him for a week, or so, we just couldn’t place him with someone else and let him go through the trauma of another change – so he now joins his new sisters and brother Lucy, Dottie and L.G.
I had lost my Boston a few months earlier. Thanks to Glenn and Gerri Wilson and Boston Terrier Rescue for bringing Sebastian into my life.
Sebastian now lives in Puyallup. He spends almost every minute with me. He loves going in the car and we go everywhere together. A close friend, who is very ill, has also become very attached to Sebastian and finds great comfort in his company.
Besides all of the normal fun Boston Terrier things to do, Sebastian’s favorite play toy is the mirror. He loves to play with himself in the full length mirror. He’ll run around the corner, bark, run away, run back to the mirror, bark, etc.
He’s a perfect fit!
Maggie is a very loyal and loving dog. She adores our 12 year old son and he her. She loves attention and wants to snuggle on your lap and sleep with you under the covers. Maggie snores ant snorts like a little pig, but we don't mind. She makes us laugh. She plays tug-a-war and to chews the stuffing out of her toys. She loves to go for walks, but most of all she loves chasing the cat!
We have several loving nicknames for Maggie---Magnadoodle, Mags, and Magpie. She has brought us a lot of joy in the few months that she has been with us.
After a 3 hour trip from Whidbey Island to Vashon Island, the prospective new owners got to meet Jack, Dani, and their people. It was meant to be that afternoon. An immediate peace was with everyone that this was a decision that would make several dogs lives better. Two weeks later, the families met at a park and said goodbye, took pictures and shed a few tears. The older dogs are now doing much better, and Jack and Dani are enjoying their new backyard, and adapting to their new home.
Gomer has a border collie sister named Calli. There have been sightings of the two of them playing together.
Rudy was so attentive, sweet and playful and had this knowing (i.e. mischievous) look in his eyes. Before we knew it, we were smitten, and Rudy was coming home with us. He took to his new environment quite well, including Gypsy, our greyhound, and Queegueg, our cat. Quigley, our other cat, is still enjoying making a dramatic scene when Rudy gets too close, but we’re pretty sure Quigley will soon decide, like we all have, that befriending Rudy is a lot more fun.
Rudy is enjoying the perks of joining Bridget on parts of her workday as a professional dog walker – he gets to play and socialize with other dogs, and gets good and worn out by the end of the day. When Loralei gets home, she and Rudy have special time to walk or do training, and then it’s dinner time and cuddling for the evening. Rudy relaxes and chills out as easily as he gets excited for play time, and there really is nothing cuter than this sweet little guy curled up next to you. He has made our lives more exciting, interesting, fun and rewarding and we’re looking forward to many happy years to come.
Her first family was just interested in breeding her. Her output was not sufficient for her first owners; so they weren’t interested in her anymore. Zoe was up for adoption from her second owner because she had a habit of eating her companion dogs’ feces. Her previous owner tried everything in order to remedy the situation; but to no avail.
We are Zoe’s third family. We intend to be Zoe’s permanent forever family. She has not exhibited any behavioral problems whatsoever since she’s been with us. She gets along perfectly with our geriatric Pomeranian, Fini (16 plus years old). In fact, Fini has come to life since Zoe joined us. It’s great. Zoe’s favorite activity is eating. So we have to make sure she gets plenty of exercise and watch her diet in order to counterbalance her appetite.
Our two most favorite activities with Zoe are snuggling when it’s bedtime and getting her revved up in the yard when she gets excited and jumps and runs full speed around the yard. While Zoe’s awake, she is always anticipating, so she’s a bit tense. But when we settle down for bed at night all that tenseness evaporates. She loves to snuggle under the covers and welcomes all the affection we lavish on her.
Toby is a cuddler and very relaxed, yet curious about everything and very energetic. He loves to play catch the ball with Kalli even though every time he retrieves it first she nips him on the leg! He is a good sport, knows a lot of tricks, and doesn’t mind being dressed up as a princess by our 6 year old. What a guy. He is so special.
Kalli is our queen. She also loves the attention of being dressed up and loved by our daughter. She likes to go on walks and can play a mean game of tug of war! She’s one tough 16 pound package of Boston, she can tire out both of your arms before she gives up tugging. She also knows a lot of tricks and can be driven wild by the temptation of a treat.
We are so happy to have Toby and Kalli in our lives. They bring us joy, and each day we strive to do the same for them.
The Morts Family
6-21-11 Layla's still doing great, still does hand-stands when she piddles, loves to gut her soft chew toys and chew up the occasion zipper when I leave a jacket in reach. She loves her walks and licking little kids faces - especially when they've just eaten spaghetti!
Fortunately for us, we did not have to wait long. In late August we received a call from about Buster, a 10 ½ month old Boston mix who was found wandering the streets of Tacoma. Both Bryan and I were instantly taken by Buster and after a quick home visit to ensure that Buster and our cat would be compatible Buster moved in with us.
Buster is now about 1 year old and is a happy, healthy and a playful pup. He is happiest when he is with us – on walks, running errands, visiting family and friends, at the dog park; wherever we are Buster wants to be there. When home he loves to crawl up into our lap and fall asleep. We've even caught him and the cat curled up against each other napping.
Bryan and I consider ourselves very fortunate to have been given the chance to adopt Buster. He brings both us (and at times even our cat) a lot of happiness.
We're not too sure what Henry's real story is. We heard that he had been passed off from one owner to another and eventually made his way to a very nice couple who were fostering him when we came along. We think he's right around 2 years old. He's very mellow for a Boston, but still loves to play. Our other Boston, Beans, is very high energy and Henry tries to run after him and catch the toy he's playing with. But Henry's legs are shorter than Beans' so he can never catch him. He just runs and grunts and snorts after Beans. It's pretty funny. I think his favorite thing to do is to go for a walk, followed closely by sitting on the top of the couch looking out the window, followed very closely by licking your face - anyone's face. He's a "ferocious" licker. He's also the world's greatest snuggler...well, next to Beans of course.
We couldn't be happier with him and hope that he's finally feeling settled and safe in his new home.
Our 1-1/2 year old male German Short-haired Pointer had been quite mischievous when we were at work....digging up our sprinkler system and chewing on miscellaneous trees and other items around the outside of the house. So I sent our application to the Boston Terrier Rescue of Western Washington hoping to find a friend for Marley.
I got a call telling me that there was a male Boston Terrier coming up for adoption within an hour at our local Thurston County Animal Services.
I called my husband and had him go to Animal Services to meet the Boston Terrier. My husband thought he was a perfect match for our family. We put him on hold until I got off work and picked up my 6-year old daughter. We fell in love with him and adopted him that day.
We named him Milo but he wasn't neutered when we adopted him. He came into Animal Services as a stray and thanks to the Boston Terrier Rescue of Western Washington, we learned about his availability for adoption before anyone else. Our veterinarian says he's only a year old - he still has the pink around his muzzle. He's a whopping 27 pounds and needs to lose a little weight. We are still working on some potty-training issues with Milo, but overall he is a wonderful little dog.
When we brought him home, our other dog Marley thought it was Christmas in October! He was so excited to have a playmate. They romp and play constantly and have become such good house-mates that they sleep in the same bed together - no matter how tight the squeeze.
Thank you very much for helping us find Milo!
Riley is a 3 ½ young frisky guy who snuggles in my lap, keeps me company in bed, and has become everyone’s new best friend in the neighborhood. In fact he remembers the locations of where his other canine buddies live before we approach their fence lines during our daily walks; snorting pure happiness during dog to dog contact. And of course Riley’s true love is his new friend Alice who comes to play during daytime visits. Thank you to the unwavering dedication of Vicki and all those who volunteer for SPDR. You make the difference one day at a time.
The Kameron / Mr. Magoo Story
It was just a week after sending in our application that we got a call from Vicki Brunell. I am a veterinary technician and she had a very special needs dog available that she knew needed me. Arrangements were made and on November 22nd we met our new little boy, Kameron. The minute we laid eyes on him, we were goners. He grabbed our hearts and held on tight. We didn't care that his vision was impared or that he couldn't walk very good or that he needed diapers. We loved him instantly.
We had the fortunate ability to be with him 24/7 for the next 11 days. I only work 3 days a week and with the Thanksgiving holiday it was possible for us to devote our attentions to him 100%. We set off to load up on two little beds, one for upstairs and one for down, a crate, extra diapers and sweaters, baby gates and even some toys. We also changed his name to Mr. Magoo. It fit him perfectly.
We spent a great deal of our days just holding him, since that is where he seemed to be most content, even though he would shake and chatter his teeth and take forever to "settle" in our laps. He struggled with everything. He didn't interact or connect with anything. The toys were ignored. We were ignored. Our other dog was ignored. Walking was quite the thing to see. Sometimes he would trot about, but then suddenly short circuit and topple over, or even do a complete back-flip. We were told he was entirely blind, but time revealed that he did have some sight. He didn't actually run into things like we expected. Our 4 year old golden retriever, Katie, had nothing to do with him. It was as if she sensed he wasn't "right". He fell into his food dish while ravenously eating whatever was put in front of him. It looked so "out of control" and rather pathetic. Whenever he was free to do whatever he liked, he would "run laps" continually, never being able to settle down or even sit down on his own. House training just wasn't possible. He didn't have the ability to register anything. Even touching him, at times, seemed to upset him more than comfort him. He couldn't fall asleep by himself. He had to be held and rocked. I truly believe he fell asleep from shear exhaustion in just coping with existing in his defective little world.
We devoted every moment to caring for him the 11 days he was in our lives. The last 6 days were at our cabin over Thanksgiving. A houseful of people doting on him, yet he seemed to be worsening. There were fewer and fewer quiet times and more and more agitated times. He started having seizures around the 8th day, episodes of total lack of control, his head thrown back and mouth chomping at the air. The final few days at the cabin he became aggressive, biting at the chair leg if he bumped into it, biting at Katie if she was in his way and growling at us when he was picked up.
We were so devoted to him, yet knew we just couldn't provide any type of quality of life for him. I was devastated. As a veterinary technician with three veterinarian's at my disposal, I was sure we could help him. He was examined by them all. I consulted constantly with them, asking a zillion questions and begging for prognosis. It was unanimous, especially after his cabin behavior, the kindest thing would be to let him go and put him to sleep. We were heartbroken. On the way down from our cabin, we stopped at the veterinary hospital and I held him to my heart while he was finally given peace. We only had him for 11 days, but if felt like it was so much longer than that. He taught us many things during that time. How to love unconditionally, how to devote ourselves to helping the weak, how to accept the things we could not change and how to say good-bye. He has a part of my heart and always will. We loved him more in that short time than if we had the chance to love him a lifetime. We cared. Magoo, you were such a sweet little life that we got to share. Thank you for giving us so much.
Tige came to us on Thanksgiving Day of last year which seems pretty relevant. We were thankful to have a Boston and I think he was thankful to have a big yard to play in! One of the funniest things Tige does is howl at certain songs or commercials on TV. He especially likes Al Green. Now that the weather has been nicer, Tige’s favorite thing to do is just lay out on the pavement in the backyard. Well, that and chase his big sister, a lab mix, when she has the ball. He’s a great little guy. We’ve nicknamed him Lil Nugget.
Maggie no longer has accidents; she now goes to the door when she wants to go out. I am trying to teach her to ring the bells that I have on the door. One thing I learned about Maggie, is I think she has been hanging out with the boys to long, when she goes out she lifts her leg to pee.
Maggie is very funny. A few days ago I put Maggie in her kennel for the night. About twenty minutes later I heard Maggie barking and trying to get out of her kennel. I opened the door for her and Miss Maggie goes over to her water dish takes a drink and returns to her kennel for the night.
Maggie likes going out in the rain and snow which has been a plus.
Thank you for my Miss Maggie.