Nicknames: bulletje,captain white teeth,stripebutt,crybaby
Birthday: June 16th 2006
Likes: running,playing and kiss a lot.(o and he likes too be hugged),swimming and throw sticks in the lake,i like cats also,but they never like me.why is that?????? and i like to dance with my mommy.
Pet-Peeves: he likes to escape,and he like to steal the food of his sisters.or the food from the table(if you are not looking ofcourse),pulling on my leashe
Favorite Toy: every thing
Favorite Food: apples,bananas,brown bread,dead animals and humanfood,grass,flowers.everything....
Favorite Walk: in the park near by.
Best Tricks: to run away from home and play catch me if you can to get him inside the house.
Arrival Story: my friend came to me and said her boyfriend needed a home for a baby boxer.
because he had lost his house and could not take care of him any more.
ofcourse i didn't think twice....
a boxer,for free!
so that was that.
i took him in.
but on the second day in my house he was attackt by a other dog.
the dog had bite him in his head.
my other dog,misty,took over and attackt the other dog,to protect bull-boy.
but it was too late.
it was a terrible bite wound.
ofcourse we went to the dokter.
but he got sick.
the wound got infected and none of the medications the docter gave ,helpt him.
two weeks after the attack,i found bull on the grount.
it was terrible.
the infection had reached his brains.
he was in shock.
and pus came out of his eyes and wound.
i was crying so hard.
it took 6 months for him to recover.
many time's i almost lost him.
he had to take awful and painfull treatments,but not once did he growl or showed his teeth.
and he was always waggling his tale too the docter.
on new years day a piece of scul came out of his wound.
it had been loose sinds the attack and that was what cousing tha infection.
no he's all better.
my baby boy.
he's so special too me.
such a joy too be arount him
he's a good boy.
Bio: i was one sick puppy.
my brains were infected because of a bite wount.
but i always stayed sweet and nice.
there's not a nasty bone in me.
there were time's my mom slept in one bed with me and she would hold me tight because she did not know if i would awake the next morning.
but here i am.
wow i'm good!
GOD CAME AND TOOK OUR BULLIE AWAY AT THE AGE OFF TWO YEARS.
I LOVE MY SWEETHEART AND SLOBBERWOBBERBOOGERBUTT.