The Boston Terrier, also having been known as the Boston Bull or the Bull Terrier, is the first truly American breed. He’s nicknamed the American Gentleman for his black and white coat, which resembles a tuxedo. They also tend to have very good posture and at least in the case of ours, a taste for Dark & Stormy’s.
I hate that French Bulldogs are so trendy. Who the fuck wouldn’t want a Boston Terrier, seriously?
Rin Tin Tin. Or maybe Baxter — “le chien qui pense”. Or le chien andalou.
Wait I know. Dogue de Bordeaux.
I once stayed in a pension in Arles where a dogue de Bordeaux lived. He was very old and he was blind and his name was BoDo. We called him BoDo-Saved-from-Drowning.
“The mongrel dog with a black patch over a white face, furry on top and sleek down below because a lion shagged a whippet, that’s the one! That’s the one that goes on and nicks your credit cards and drives to the Bahamas!”
Vizslas are *beautiful*. Kathy posted a link in the past couple months that got me to a picture of a dog I immediately fell in love with. I can’t remember the context of the link, or I’d find it. I assume the dog was a pit mix. He was a beautiful white with a few brown spots. Pretty much the embodiment of my perfect dog.
Sebastian.
That is a sweet boy!
I love a pit bull.
Oh fuck. Is that, um, real, Joel?
I know Aaron’s.
Well that was her Halloween costume. Normally she looks like this.
She’s a sweetie.
The Boston Terrier, also having been known as the Boston Bull or the Bull Terrier, is the first truly American breed. He’s nicknamed the American Gentleman for his black and white coat, which resembles a tuxedo. They also tend to have very good posture and at least in the case of ours, a taste for Dark & Stormy’s.
I hate that French Bulldogs are so trendy. Who the fuck wouldn’t want a Boston Terrier, seriously?
Irish wolfhound. The wife says I look like one, but I disagree–not enough careworn Jew in its profile.
Rin Tin Tin. Or maybe Baxter — “le chien qui pense”. Or le chien andalou.
Wait I know. Dogue de Bordeaux.
I once stayed in a pension in Arles where a dogue de Bordeaux lived. He was very old and he was blind and his name was BoDo. We called him BoDo-Saved-from-Drowning.
I thought about getting a Dogue de Bordeaux until I found out they live about seven years, and I can’t have my heart broken like that.
Snowy.
Pics!
Josh, I love that doggie.
“The mongrel dog with a black patch over a white face, furry on top and sleek down below because a lion shagged a whippet, that’s the one! That’s the one that goes on and nicks your credit cards and drives to the Bahamas!”
I’ve not seen a Boston Terrier since C’flock II, when I haven’t thought of Moose. Love.
My heart belongs to Hugo. I miss him.
Rick, what a sweet sweet boy.
Do you think Moose and Dom got any attention at cfs II?
Plenty, but less than they deserved. IMHO.
Yes.
I reluctantly bring this up again, but I feel the need.
this series (Scroll down to Ronya and Moose.) makes me unspeakably happy and unspeakably sad. I miss Ronya.
I miss Ronya, too. She is always welcome.
Rick, thank you also for reminding me of all the cfs photos. I have just scrolled back through all of them.
I really need to come to CFS this year.
You better.
I say Vizsla but I know I’d love any medium- to large-sized dog anywhere.
Vizslas are *beautiful*. Kathy posted a link in the past couple months that got me to a picture of a dog I immediately fell in love with. I can’t remember the context of the link, or I’d find it. I assume the dog was a pit mix. He was a beautiful white with a few brown spots. Pretty much the embodiment of my perfect dog.
So many images in my mind, some captured. I can’t imagine the archive you have.
Rick, I just googled the clusterflock ones.
I love Milou, but I’ll settle for Harry, my sister’s Bichon Frise. He looks pretty fucking close to Tintin’s sidekick.
Hot.
A quiet one
A bulldog dressed in a green-and-white striped sweater, a purple top hat and baby-blue wrist warmers. It did tricks and was awesome..
Harry.