Boris was a great dog. A typical Boston Terrier who loved to play and go on walks. He loved his brother and sister French Bulldogs, Hero and Natasha. He befriended a Great Dane named Henry, and his BFF was another Boston named Tobey. The last 2 years were tough on him, he had cataracts and lost most of his vision, but still wanted to walk the neighborhood every day. It took us a while to figure it out, but he developed a cancer that was untreatable. He would cuddle with several of my friends right up to the end and was a real Momma's boy. He died peacefully with me in bed. He was only 11 1/2 years old. He has taken a piece of my heart.
OREGON STATE UNIVERSITY
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