French Bulldog
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Age: 12 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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   Leave a bone for Baxter

Goomba, Handsome, Pocket Rocket, Puukee, Pumpkin, The Baxterminator.

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

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May 8th 2004

San Diego Dog Beaches and Parks, Frenchie Friends, Chew toys with squeekers, Sleeping in the Big Bed, French Bulldog Meet-ups, Car rides Anytime/Anywhere, Having his Rear and Chest Scratched, Being Bathed and Brushed, Watching Animal Planet's Funniest.

Being Left Home Alone, Loud Barking Dogs, Rain, Vacuum Cleaners.

Favorite Toy:
Cardboard tubes from paper towels and toilet paper rolls, cardboard boxes, Kong-Ball, Nylabone & Dentabone, Pig Ears, Chewy and Squeeky Toys, Ropes for Tug of War, Bully Sticks and Laser Pointers.

Favorite Food:
Solid Gold's Barking at the Moon & Wolf King brands, Natura Pet's EVO/Innova Adult Small Bites Chicken, Turkey and Red Meat, Champion Pet Foods Orijen Adult Dog and Dick Van Patten's Natural Balance Duck and Potato.

Favorite Walk:
Any of San Diego's Many Leash Free Dog Beaches: Del Mar, Fiesta Island, Ocean Beach, Coronado Island or Leash Free Dog Parks: R.B. Doyle, Well's, Nate's Point, Morley Field, Mayflower and Oceanside.

Best Tricks:
Sitting Up, Off Leash Walking or Hiking, Playing Dead, Ball Fetching and Frisbee.

Arrival Story:
There were 3 French Bulldogs left unsold at the Breeder, one was from a previous litter, a male Black Brindle, 4 -5 months old which he was all legs, second a Creme male from the same litter as Baxter who was large in size and a bully to his Current and Future brother Baxter. Third a male fawn, smaller in all proportions to his brother. The whole time, (fawn, male) Baxter was unsuccessfully defending himself and we felt very sorry for him. At the time, he looked on the smaller side and somewhat unproportioned with "Giant" bat ears that we thought he would never grow into, but an excellent disposition. As we drove home to consider the fawn Frenchie it wasn't very long before we decided to turn around to bring him home with us for good. On the way home just a few miles from the breeder we wanted to let Baxter go to the bathroom because the drive is somewhat long. In a neighborhood was a fenced 40 X 40 foot leash free dog run with lush grass, It was not till then we could feel Baxter's scared soul as he has not seen or been anywhere and how afraid he was as he was walking around the dog run and right then, we knew Baxter needed us and we needed him.

Baxter was born in Missouri by breeder Mr. & Mrs. Gettles. Baxter's Brother a Creme French Bulldog from the same litter also born May 8th 2004. Now named "Yoda" his parents "Kent" and "Jeanne" from Vista, Ca. joined a French Bulldog Meet-up group in San Diego that we were also members of, as we get together once or twice a month, to this day both Baxter and Yoda can not stand one other! Maybe Baxter and Yoda remember those early days with there litter mates? United States French Bulldog Rescue Organizations: F.B.R.N: F.B.C.R: F.B.R.L:

Forums Motto:
What's mine is mine and what's your's is

The Groups I'm In:
San Diego County French Bulldogs.

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Baxter is entered in Dogster's Coolest Dog and Cat Show!

I've Been On Dogster Since:
September 5th 2005 More than 11 years!

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"A Day in The Life of a So. Cal. French Bulldog"

November 8th 2008.

November 9th 2008 7:40 am
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Another excellent meet-up at Well's dog patk in El Cajon, Ca. Baxter got to play with about 20 - 25 of his French bulldog friends. We all met there at 3:00 P.M. in the small dog side of the dog park, one after another all of the meet-up groups members and there Frenchies started arriving. We all socialized as the Frenchies were interacting with each other and the day was succombing to the evening. Afterwards Baxter was worn out as he slept on the ride home.


May 8th 2008, Baxter's 4th birthday. What a day it was!!

May 8th 2008 11:01 pm
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Baxter's birthday has been and always will be a very special occasion as we enjoy every minute awake enjoying each others company. At 5:00 A.M. is wake up time as Baxter and I went on a short walk stretching out and empty the necessary bodily functions. Reaching the driveway the morning paper was already delivered, I try to teach Baxter the trick of fetching the newspaper, I think Baxter may be to small or stubborn to bring the newspaper to the door. A fresh big bowl of water for Baxter, he will need to wash down the morning snacks of milk bones, Dragonnetts and snausages. Baxter will wait as I get showered up before our stops one at the city leash free dog park and Gammies house in Oceanside. His favorite thing to do is a car ride anywhere so fresh air and objects of trees, cars and people are seen going by. After a short ride the city dog park is recently new, fully fenced with benches, water stations, poop bag dispenser, grass and shade measuring 60 X 60 feet. Both large dogs and small dogs are together at this location, I prefer to be seperated as the larger dogs are more aggressive with owners less likely to be on there toes avoiding any scraps. As Baxter ran from dog to dog intoducing himself and sharing his story, he would continue this with every new dog that came in. Baxter is a joy to be with where ever we might be as he opens his heart for all to see. I think every day is Baxter's birthday.


Diary, Best of Bread.

June 21st 2007 7:04 pm
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I found her diary underneath a tree.
And started reading about me
The words she’s written took me by surprise
You’d never read them in her eyes.
They said that she had found the love she waited for.
Wouldn’t you know it, she wouldn’t show it.

When she confronted with the writing there,
Simply pretended not to care.
I passed it off as just in keeping with
Her total disconcerting air
And though she tried to hide
The love that she denied,
Wouldn’t you know it, she wouldn’t show it.

And as I go through my life, I will give to her my wife
All the sweet things that I can find.

I found her diary underneath a tree.
And started reading about me.
The words began stick and tears to flow.
Her meaning now was clear to see.
The love she’d waited for was someone else not me
Wouldn’t you know it, she wouldn’t show it.

And as I go through my life, I will wish for her his wife.
All the sweet things that she can find.
All the sweet things they can find.

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