It never ceases to amaze me just how popular a hyperactive, untrained, little maniac of a Boston Terrier can be. Since opening the shop last April, Franklin has been jumping up on, running circles around, slobbering on, snorting, grunting, barking at everyone that walks through the shop door on his days. There have even been a chosen few that have had the privilege of “enjoying” that, oh so typical, Boston Terrier odour! And from day one, in spite of all his obnoxious, little quirks, he has been charming the pants off (almost) everyone that’s met him. I think what usually wins over even the most resistant, is his unwavering confidence that every, single person that walks through “his” door must be there to see him, and only him…because really, what other possible reason could you have for coming into a yarn shop???
Today was Franklin’s 6th birthday, and in celebration, we had a little mini sale at the shop. To get the sale prices, people HAD to wish him a Happy Birthday. And I have to say, I was quite pleasantly surprised by how many people didn’t just give him a cursory “happy birthday”…because really, that was all that was required to get the discounted yarn…but were truly excited to wish him a very Happy Birthday, kiss him and play with him, and just generally slather him with affection. There were even lots of Happy Birthdays on the Facebook page too from people who couldn’t make it down for the sale, but that still love him. He got cards and treats too! More cards and treats than I got for my last birthday, I might add! He even got a birthday picture drawn by his adorable, little friend, Solstice. Franklin was pretty much the center of our little universe for the afternoon, which is of course, pretty much where Franklin thinks he belongs.
So I just wanted to thank everyone that comes in to the shop to shower Franklin, my love starved little Boston Terrier with affection all the time…and of course, Miss Bessie too (but she’s a whole other blog post). And an extra thank you to those people who aren’t particularly “dog people” but still bend down to give them a little pat anyway.