Yeah, well. As lives go, Ditto's is pretty darn good. He was born on September 29, 2003 and we'd been waiting a LOOOOONG time for him. We finally got to bring him home at the end of November, 2003. I wanted a Boston Terrier (or a Boston Terror, as my kids say) FOREVER. I had one when I was a little girl that live to be 17 years old - he died when I was 12 or so. They're great family pets . . . he's SO good with the kids, I just love him to pieces. You know?
