new puppy

My sister Lulu had 7 puppies,but sad to say 2 did not make it and we lost Lulu during the surgery. I thought Mom would cry her eyes out. WE all loved her so much. But Mom brought the 5 babies home that lived and fed them evry 2 hours day and night. It was so time consuming that she had to take a week off work to be with the puppies. They are almost 6 weeks now and they visit their new homes to be on a regular basis. That way it won't be so hard when they go for good. Mom is keeping one that looks like Lulu Bull, she has named her Tinker Bull and she sure is a sassy little thing. I can't wait until she gets big enough to play with,she's not a lot bigger than my paw right now, but she thinks she's a big girl. Takes my bed and gets right in the middle and won't share.

gotta sister

Well, my best friend Big $ passed and it was a sad loss. He was replaced with another Bullie,but I got a sister this time. They call her Lulu or Lulybull and sometimes Mom calls her Woo-Woo because she sounds like a trian coming through the house. I have give her a little more room than I did Big$. I share my toys even,big change huh? The first few nights were bad as she wanted to sleep with me and it took me a while to realize she was snoring and not growling at me.And wouldn't you know the big dog inside the fireplace getss after her too,he never bothered Big $, so I'll have to protect her from him. But I still put her in her place when she chews Mom's Crocs. Tokk me a while to get her in line she ate 3 pairs before she knew for sure I would tell on her if I saw her. Now she just puts them in the bed and slobbers all over them. But I have to say as manly as I am it takes a little getting used to all the sharing and all the pink bandanas and leashes.Fat little thing is gonna need a new halter soon and they don't have pink ones that big.

Happy Easter

As you can see Mom has put yet another thing on my head and called me a Bunny? And she needs to take the eggs back because they were all empty and flipped right out of my mouth when I tried to eat them. I really did like the fat hen she got me, as you can see in the picture she is no longer fat. While I was playing with her, her head just about came off and Mom took the stuffing out before I could eat any of that. She takes the stuffing out of all my toys and then tells me my little friends look like rags, DUH wonder why? Well the purple Monkey she got me is very raggedy but he still screams with joy when I play with him, what a friend. Sounds like a jungle around here when I nip and toss him. I'm not sure but I think the screaming monkey was bought by accident, because the first time he screamed Mom and Dad both came running to see what was going on. Maybe he will scare that vicious dog away that lives in the fireplace.

HAPPY NEW YEAR

IS there no end to what my Mother will put on my head? I like to celebrate as well as the next dog,but a PINK hat ? PLEEZE!! I'll never live this one down, but I won't say anything to Mom cause it would hurt her feelings. I'm sure she would dress me if she could get clothes that big.

BUSTED!!

Well, theres no denying I was on the furniture. Mom caught me and she had the camera. I was in the middle of her bed just lapping up all the hugs and kisses from the kids.. I tried again today,but she caught me with one leg on the rail. As you know NO BULLDOGS ON THE FURNITURE. Is a bed a piece of furniture? I have beds and she lets me sleep on those. It's gonna be cold here tonight and she just may wake up to a bull dog on her bed. My sister Sugar took my big bed by the computer,Mom gave her a little pink blanket and snuggled her in. Well I needed to lay down and the blanket came to life. This little fluffy 6 pound dog refused to share a bed, my bed even. What's a guy to do?

Am I Seeing things?

I sit by the computer when Mom uses it and I think I saw a Bulldog on her furniture. Would you please check for me? Click on my brother Big Boy's profile, because it sure looks to me like he is getting some royal treatment. Is he not sleeping on the couch with one of my best friends, my best basketball buddy?Ever since I have come to live here the rule has been firm--NO BULLDOGS ON THE FURNITURE. I'm gonna try my luck and see if I can get away with sleeping on the couch, so pray for me that Mom don't get the fly swat because I hate that thing. I did get away with getting all four feet on the bed when my older Sis was here with the baby, she even helped me, guess she don't know the rules around here.

big trouble for Biggin

Well. Mom found the whole in the screen today, you know the one on the back deck. I tried to act like the poodles did it, but Mommy says they can't reach that high. It started with a little scratch at the door, just to let MOm know I was ready to come in. Then I noticed a little string like thing hanging out. Well, I needed to get rid of that evidence since I'm sure she would notice it. So I chewed that off and a couple more showed up, and the first thing you know, low and behold a big hole was in the screen. Mommy threatened to get the fly swat, and I hate that thing. But she says it works wonders for all of us including Bubby Love, the pot bellied pig. He's old enough now he's learned to be a good boy and Mommy just gives him a little rub if he roots in her flower garden. He's 16 years old and mommy says we won't have him around to love much longer, so I do mt brotherly duty and make sure Mom feeds him at the regular time. I snort (Bubby taught me that)and dance around Moms legs until she goes out and feeds him.

baby sittin

I have just been informed that the picture of the little weiner dog and me looks a little strange. Well his name is Harley and he's my cousin. He belongs to my Mommies sister,who lives here in Florida in the winter months. Harleys mom had to fly back up North for a death in her husbands family. Well to make a long story short, I had to baby sit for 10 days. Mommie did her best to keep him out of my mouth,but he looked like a nice hot dog to me! He tried in everyway to be my friend- if you know what I mean. As you can see by the look on my face, it was a very long ten days for me. He missed his Mommy really bad and sometimes he would sneak in and sleep with Mommy and that made me mad,agin the rule,NO BULLDOGS ON THE FURNITURE, shouldn't weiners be kept in the kitchen? Well after what seemed like forever his Mommy come to get him and he was so happy he ran over and kissed me good bye. He's back up North now for the summer, but I'm sure he'll find another excuse to stay a few days at our house next winter and I guess he will be a welcome guest.

A new dog in the house???

Well it's Spring and Mommy is on the Spring cleaning jigg. She said she has found enough Bulldog hair to make a feather tick mattress, Just let her use feathers, I'm sure she's just making up the amount found, I am a very tidy little dog. I'm sure glad she closed those glass doors on the fireplace, there seems to be a very vicious looking dog living in there now.I first noticed him when I went to get a toy from my toy basket. Gee he really scared me and when I got in his face he didn't back down. A good thing for him that I couldn't get to him. Daddy seems to find humor in the fact that he is always trying to stalk me when I get near the fireplace, he tells me to check him out, but I just wish he would leave. He is in BIG trouble if he bothers any of MY toys and Mom makes me keep them right there on the hearth in front of him. And I will certainly tell Mommy if he comes out and gets on the furniture as there are No Bulldogs allowed on her furniture. Maybe thats where all the hair came from, now I'm really going to make things rough for him for getting me into trouble and if I go to sleep in the bedroom, that will leave him very close to Dad when he's watching TV. Maybe Mom will move my bed or get me another HAHA and put it in the hall so I can guard both of them. Gotta go, I think that dog might be awake, I hear noises in the living room.

Biggins begining

We were given a huge American bulldog, which later was killed in a car accident. Biggin's Daddy was really attached to Big Boy and was very upset when he died. He was taking Cancer treatment at the time and Big boy was his nurse mate. He cried when his Daddy had to take the shot. Well, the transplant center told his Mommy to replace the dog. It took them almost 4 weeks to locate the right breeder and I was the replacement. Wow those were some big paws to fill.Well" I won Mommies heart right away, but it took a while for Daddy to really like me. I chewed up Mommies antique chair legs and bit a hole in the wall,a small one--only as big as a bulldog head I would later find out when Daddy shoved my head min it to make sure I knew what I had done. Well, I'm a big boy now and no longer wee wee in the house or chew on Mommies furniture and of course I have learned THERE ARE NO BULLDOGS ON THE FURNITURE in our house. So I made Mommie pack my bed around from room to room, hince the name "cry baby'. Well she finally smartened up and now I have a bed in most every room and a body pillow in front of the couch so I can guard Daddy. The people I live with are old but very kind and they have the coolest grad children in the world. They keep me fit and trim by running all over the yard and up the steps. I guard my family with my life and no one is alowed in the house unless I say so. (AM I THE BOSS?) I am forced to live with two little poodles who together don't weigh as much as I did when Mommy brought me home. The little one is very fiesty and she makes the doggy rules around here. I was born on 11-21-04 and came from a litter of 9 puppies. I was the only one with the black patch. Daddy wanted the little solid white one that the breeder call Fat Girl, but Mommy wanted a boy, so I just sat down beside Daddy until he finally picked me up. I had to see a vet as soon as I was old enough. Mommy said I needed to be fixed so I wouldn't run away, then she had me chipped in case I did run away. I really though at the time that she was very confused and demading. I am the only doggy in the world as far as Mommy is concerned, Daddy says I'm just a dog, but I have him wrapped around my big toe also and he just don't know it. He rubs my belly and plays with my jaws when Mom is at work, so I guess I can't be all that bad. Mommy says I am a real joy and she loves me very much.