Goblin says:

Daddy has had a long and hard day and he said I could write his blog for him. Me me me! I write the same as Daddy except I use contractions and I don't use commas. No no no! That's the secret code of Boston terriers. It was my inclination not to use capital letters but Daddy said that if I didn't then I would have to go in my crate for a week. Daddy is very strict when it comes to capitalization and pooping. Poop poop poop!

*snork* *lick*

Daddy is sad because he misses Uncle Bobby and he can't get his new blog code to work. Daddy ate leftover Ethiopian food and didn't let me have any. Daddy got mad when I ate a Wheat Thin off the floor but surely he wasn't going to eat it! Mine mine mine! Daddy is anxious because he is behind schedule on some work.

*lick lick lick*

Today I went for a walk but there were no squirrels. I ran and ran and ran and saw none. Are they vanquished or are they plotting something? Daddy says they saw me coming. They can climb and watch. Grr grr grr! Daddy says I'm queen of the park. I'm the only Boston terrier with a blog.