A tribute to a best friend

At my previous job I was not allowed to bring Gus to work, although I do admit sometimes I would sneak him under my desk. Gus was never used to being around other dogs all of the time so when I started working at Rover.com it was stimulus overload for him.

The week I started my current job, Lauren also started as the Social Media Manager. She mentioned her dog was around the same age as Gus, so I was excited for him to have a play mate. Little did I know, Gus would have a connection with Squish like a human has with their best friend. The first day Lauren brought Squish, Gus wasn’t sure about him and acted like a jerk. After about 2 hours, you couldn’t stop them from running up and down the hallway and having UFC style wrestle matches right in the middle of the office.

After that point, Gus and Squish became inseparable. They had sleepovers, shared beds at work and were almost always sleeping side to side. I’ve dog sat Squish many times, and feel as though he is one of my own. Sadly, a job opportunity presented itself to Squish’s dad in San Francisco and they moved away in February. Gus and I took the road trip down to San Francisco with Lauren and Squish (and Brando, their other dog!) and spent a few days helping them settle in. We flew back home after the weekend and Gus knew something was different. It took him a good month and a half to start playing with other dogs in the office again and he seemed to mope around my apartment. To help him out, I started taking him to the Boston Terrier meetups around the Seattle area and it really picked up his energy. No Boston is a replacement for Squish but it will do until they see each other again.

Here’s to Squish, the best dog friend a little Boston Terrier could ever have.

Cuddles
What a nice pillow!
Christmas Tree Time!
Holiday Festivities
Best Friends
TV time
Road Trip!
Party Time!
Amazing.

Why a Boston Terrier?

Many people ask why I chose to get a Boston Terrier, and the answer is simple. All Boston Terriers I have had the pleasure of meeting were spunky, fun, cuddly and to put it in one word: Amazing.

But… what those with Bostons didn’t tell me was about the snoring and farting. I learned of these, say… “gifts” while researching the breed. The moment I picked Gus up from the breeder at 8 weeks I thought to myself “Sure, they fart and snore but he WILL be the exception.” I was wrong. Not only does Gus snore, he has forced my boyfriend to sleep in our second bedroom on more than one occasion. Not only does he fart, he can completely clear out a conference room, or even worse – give those on the bus with us no option but to sit in the stink.

Sadly, I’ve become immune to it and even crazy enough to want another. What do you think? He sure is cute….

Gus the Boston Terrier puppy