Jwife, my grandmother had 2 Boston Terriers and I loved them.
My best memory though is when I was in the recovery house for alcoholic women. The House Mother, Patty, had one named Sushi. I was warned, he didn't like any of the girls and would probably try and pee on my bed, as he had christened all the others that way. Now I was a real mess when I got there, no denying that.
The first night there, the house got quiet, here comes Sushi, he jumped up on my bed and came up close to my face and layed down by me and cuddled with me the whole night. He sensed my affinity for animals and how sick I was and how much I needed a fur baby. He continued to do that for about 3 weeks until HE felt I would be all right without him, lol
The house mother just shook her head, Sushi was Sushi. There was one fellow that came to our open AA meetings, that Sushi didn't like at all, and if Patty didn't lock him up he would pee right on the guy's leg, roflmao.
Sushi was a VERY GOOD JUDGE OF CHARACTER!!!!!
Love and hugs,