Seriously, is there a more precious Boston Terrier out there?Well if we’re getting serious, is there a more precious dog out there? No and no.
Right around 10:15pm Meiko is ready for bed. After an exhausting day of sleeping in her crate, going for a walk when I get home, sitting on top of the couch to window watch, and eating dinner, she doesn’t know what else to do with her day. So, like clockwork, she’ll go into her hat box filled with chewys and toys, route around and pull out an item, play with it for a minute then grab another, over and over again. Soon the living room floor is covered with Meikos goodies. Then when she is done making her mess she will run at full speed down the hallway, turn around, run back, ricochet off the couch, repeat three or four times until I catch her in mid air to settle her down.
What a great little pooch, she has a talent of putting a smile on my face.