
No momma, it wasn't me! It was the kitty, I saw him.

I'm sorry momma, I shouldn't lie. It was me, I promise I'll be a good girl. I was just really lonely...
(fyi, I don't recommend chewing up you momma's favorite quilt. it doesn't go over so well).
The adventures of a Boston Terrier on the go in the rainy city of Portland, Oregon
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