Saturday, December 24, 2011
Friday, December 23, 2011
T'was the night before Christmas... When all through the house, not a Boston was stirring, he just slept on mom's blouse. The stocking was hung by the Boston with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas had milkbones to share. The Boston was nestled all snug in his bed, while visions of pig ears danced in his head. And mamma in her kerchief and a Boston on my lap, had just settled down for a long winter's nap. When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, the Boston ran barking and caused ears to shatter. Away to the window the Boston did dash, he was jumping and barking - his teeth even gnashed. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow gave the lustre of mid-day to tennis balls below. When what to our wondering eyes should appear, but a little green sleigh and what appeared to be deer. With a fat little man all dressed up in red, when the Boston spied him he ran under the bed. The Boston crazies had nothing on this guy, as they flew o'er the house and landed nearby. He hollered and shouted and yelled out their names, Now Dasher, now Dancer, now Prancer, and Vixen, on Comet, on Cupid, on Donder, and Blitzen! To the top of the eave and over the wall, and he landed quite neatly, avoiding a ball. And then in a twinkling we heard on the roof, the prancing and pawing, and the Boston said WOOF! I drew in my hand, and wiped my forehead, the Boston still barking peeked out from the bed. Santa had come down the chimney with a bound, the Boston got quiet, he didn't make a sound. Santa's eyes started twinkling and he grinned ear to ear, then I heard his gruff voice as he whispered quite clear "and what do you want my sweet little boy, a greenie, a tennis ball, a nice squeaky toy?" He reached down and patted the Boston on his head, then turned to the mantle and nodded his head. "I know what you want" he whispered again, "I'll set it right here, my cute little friend." The Boston was wiggling his butt in delight, and as Santa bent over you could've heard a flea bite. Then suddenly kisses were rained on his face, which Santa was quick to accept and embrace. Then setting the Boston back onto the ground, he turned to me, winked, and then turned back around. He patted the Boston once more on the head, then back up the chimney he quickly sped. Again hearing clatter and prancing of hoof, we ran to the window and looked up at the roof. As we watched this old elf and his deer take flight, we heard him exclaim just as clear as daylight...
Contributed by Betty Ann Manganello and Joan Stark
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Pictured above are Joan Stark and pups, Betty Ann Manganello and Katie Webster with Shorty Rossi of Pit Bull Boss at the Rochester Pet Expo. In addition to posing with our group, Shorty also donated two autographed photos to the group for fundraising. It was great to meet you Shorty!
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
This is my foster boy who came in from a puppy mill with my Ivy and placed with my favorite couple Bob and Lynne. Yes I say this about all my adoptive families. You're all my favorites. Bruno was a special needs boy who lived a life in captivity producing pups with Ivy and Bob and Lynne gave him a beautiful life. He's the one who lives up the block from Billy Joel. I love my foster work...
-- Linda Antonelli
Monday, December 19, 2011
Lucy and Brady (both BTs) came to me the other day and suggested that all the gifts that we exchange amongst each other and all our Bostie friends should be donated to other Bosties who don't have what they have....the multiple toys, treats, collars, leashes, beds, blankies, etc
So, together with a handful of friends and a handful of other Bosties....we are joining together and donating all the money that we would spend on each other's pups this Holiday Season to Northeast Boston Terrier Rescue!!
I love the idea and I hope any little bit that we all give will help a precious baby be more comfortable, feel the love that they deserve and find a forever, loving home like my two have.....
Talk about getting in the Holiday Spirit!!! I was so proud of Lucy and Brady for thinking of it!!!
This truly is the Christmas Spirit.
Lucy and Brady's Mom Kathie
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Note: Mojo was adopted a year ago by Anna and Billy. He was fostered by Carolyn McCarthy and December was his 1st anniversary. Here is an update from his forever family:
Mojo is doing great! He is so much less nervous than he was a year ago and now he feels comfortable around all kinds of people and other dogs. He had bad PTSD nightmares for a while but they continue to decrease with time (and lots of love). We just had twins three weeks ago and he has been terrific with the babies too. We love our little man Mojo!
Thanks for checking in!
Anna Thea Bridge