This, you see, is my chair and my pillow, the place I go when my family leaves. From this chair, I can look out the window and watch them drive away in their car after they bid me a fond farewell, saying things like "See ya later, Petty Pie! Be a good girl!"
The pillow is soft and cushy and comfy, a perfect place to rest.
So what possessed me to rip it from the chair, throw it around the room and destuff it? That's what Motch wanted to know.
BECAUSE I COULD! That's why!
I had to work hard to stick my head inside of that thing to pull out the fluffy stuffy pieces.
How could anybody NOT smile at a job this well done?
I'm an eleven pound Boston Terrier who loves to play and chew. Born on JULY 14, 2007, I was taken to my furever home on November 11, 2007. I live with my mom (Motch) and dad (P.A.) and my boy. My niece is Fig and my nephew is Tad and they belong to Massah.
And this, friends, is the story of my life as it unfolds.