A new Wally Dog

Back in November we lost a pet, our dog Wally.  Or Sir Walter H****(our last name) the Third.  He was seven and a half and was the only Boston Terrier my kids had known.  

I received a Boston puppy from my future husband a few months before our wedding.  I named him Wally and he was my good little dog. Then I accidentally ran him over.  It was a sad time.  I was newly married, starting new life a few hours from my parents home.  He was my buddy when I hadn't yet made many friends.  He loved me and was my protector.  He liked to eat June bugs.  

So we got a new Boston and named him Wally.  He loved my husband more than me and he acted like a crack dog most of the time.  More than once my husband caught him leaping out the rolled down window of the pickup after he saw wildlife.  He chased deer, turkeys, and pheasants.  He was also run over(not by me).

And so we got Wally the third.  Scooter was nine months old when we got him.  They were buddies and Wally was good with babies.  To him they were "manna from heaven", especially when we got out the high chair.  He always knew to be extra gentle with them and not freak out when they grab him.  He loved chasing bubbles, falling cotton, water sprayed from a garden hose and popping balloons.  Anyone spending time at our home would know about his rocks.  Yes he loved rocks and his stuffed skunk. He ate most vegetables especially cucumbers.  He slept in the mud room closet or on the couch when he snuck in the living room.  He was always up for playing...the kids would get out their play pop guns and run around the house like crazy people with a crazy dog.  The only Boston my kids had ever known.  It was so sad that day in November when he too was run over(again not by me).

So we have a new little Wally.  Wally Quattro or Wally the fourth.  He is sweet and a little puppy crazy.  We love him already.  The kids love snuggling him but don't enjoy being a puppy's chew toy.  We pray he will be around as long as the Boston from MY childhood!