She was a Good Dog.
She hated fire and loud noises. One Independence Day my father was visiting from out of state, and we decided to have a Roman Candles show in the backyard. We left Kyrie in the house as we gathered outside in the pitch dark, and my dh lit the first fireworks. The Roman...
We had a Boston terrier cross back in the 1990s. Her dad was pure Boston, mother was a mix. She was a sweetie, loved the children, was friendly with our cats, and took care of any mice that came into the house (we lived in the country).
(in front is part of a shoe she had destroyed)