
This is what life is like for the angels in Boston Terrier Heaven. You get your own private space without having to worry about a big, fat chihuahua coming over to sit on you, no annoying humans tickling you or blowing in your ear, just you, your soft fluffy white cloud, and your pipe (filled with Captain Black, what else?) If you get lonely of course you have angel wings to fly around & visit your friends.
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