January 2, 2014 - Our sweet boy Brownie's kidneys gave out early yesterday morning. He crossed the bridge in the arms of his mom and dad. Our home and our hearts will never be the same.

We adopted Brownie from AZBTR (then VSBTR) in 2003 at the age of 3...our very first rescue dog. He was such a gift and we were SO lucky to have him in our lives. He was such a perfect little gentleman with tons of character... there are endless Brownie stories. He was small but fearless.

Brownie had a huge heart never denying anyone lots of sloppy kisses, or giving them to you whether you wanted them or not (personal space issues). In his younger years his favorite hobby was to "get the mouses" (or lizards or birds) and he loved camping with us.

One of his favorite things was to lay in the sun for hours in the yard. He loved to sleep on his back and SNORE!

When he lost his sight a few years back he became even more cuddly and lovable. Our little old snorty man. At 13 he was still the KING at the "tugging the toy" game...even with the big dogs AND daddy.

Looking back we realized that Brownie was just never any trouble...he was always such a good boy from day one. Our hearts are broken. We miss our "Mini-Mini", our "Brownie-Cakes", our "Meadow Bunny"... Rest in Peace, Mini-Mini

November 10, 2013 - My Sweet boy Ozzie crossed the bridge in the arms of his mommy and daddy yesterday after complications from surgery.

Those of you who know me know how special this boy was to me. He was by my side for 13 years and saw me through a lot of ups and downs. While I love all of my boys, Ozzie was my "heart dog" and the one that started my love affair with Bostons. My little Jewish Momma's boy... you will be missed and will live forever in my heart. God speed little one... I loved you so much. ~ Ana Lisa

R.I.P. Sweet little Kate. My sweet little old lady crossed the Rainbow Bridge this morning. Her liver disease was getting worse , she was getting weak and didn't want to eat so the time had come to let her go to wait for me. After the vet gave her the first shot, a sedative, she gave me kisses on my neck and cheek until she fell asleep as if she was saying good bye, thank you and letting me know she loved me too. She was the sweetest little girl and will be missed so very much but I was so blessed to have had her in my life. Just as there are special people in your life who hold a special spot in your heart, there are special pets and she was one of those precious little girls. I couldn't have loved her more if I had had her all 15 years of her life.

When I first heard about Joe, he had been returned to azbtr after being adopted at almost 11 years old. After watching Bostons come and go through adoption on the site since 2009, I made a knee jerk reaction and emailed regarding Joe. Thinking there was probably a line for him, I didn't get my hopes up, I just wanted to help the little guy-he was 11! I was delighted, surprised and a little nervous to know that he was available. What did I just get myself into? Could I care for a senior dog? I already had one crazy Boston and two cats, was this the best decision for our already hectic lives? Even though I was nervous it wouldn't work, I kept in mind that Joe needed someone to open their heart and give him a family. The day I met Joe, my heart melted. Watching him frantically try to pull his foster mom toward me out of excitement made me fall in love. He waged his little tail and looked at me with his huge brown eyes and I was hooked. I spent the next two weeks potty training Joe and showering him with unconditional love-and he gave it right back. As soon as a blanket was on my lap, he was in it. And if I got up, he followed. And when it was time to eat, he danced and wagged that little nub. He was so happy and we knew we were giving him a second lease on life. For almost two years Joe joined us for many walks, farmer's market outings, backyard bbqs and car rides. My ultimate goal was to get him to a beach and watch my two Bostons run around the surf. Sadly, my dream was five weeks too short, as I am en route to the coast today. I'll take my memories of him with us. Joe's health began to fade in late June and we kept him happy and comfortable as long as we could. On Aug 19th we realized we had to make a decision for quality of life. I was completely heart-broken. This little, old, smelly Boston Terrier stole my heart and forever changed my life, all because I was brave enough to take care of him. We miss him terribly, still. We say goodnight Jojo every evening and think about him snuggled up on a blanket, because that's all he ever wanted; someone to love. Thanks for letting me tell Joe's story Jenn

Our Max was a great dog. He fought a hard fight with various illnesses his whole life but never acted sick. He loved everyone! Especially if they had a tennis ball or could be enticed to pick up the slobbery end of the toy. The last 12 years with him have given us countless wonderful happy memories. He is irreplaceable and will be missed everyday. ~The Niemeyers