The puppies keep me on my toes around the clock. When they're not sleeping, they're either eating, drinking, peeing, playing, going outside, or napping. But lately they've started to get a little more comfortable with their surroundings and are exploring in the house. Quiet, hungry little Otis turns out to be quite the explorer. He went upstairs to find Primogeniture this afternoon. Later tonight he disappeared again and I was on the lookout for our runaway rover. I asked BF and Primogeniture "Honey, Have you seen Otis?"
"No" they each replied.
So I went on a little reconnaissance mission to find my wayard ward.
It's Sunday - a day of rest. The bulldogs take their resting very seriously. Unfortunately, they're also male puppies, so they mark absolutely everything. Today after they ruined about 4 doggy beds from their repeated marking, I threw the soft fluffy dog beds away.
Not one to be left without a comfortable place to lay their heads, they soon came up with their own solution.
Life is always entertaining when you have three bulldogs in your house.
Seriously, it's a wonder I can even take time to shower every day when there is so much cuteness in my life. My three dogs are bringing me such joy. Look at this.
How can I get anything accomplished with these two little guys? Aren't they adorable? Look how Duke is hugging Otis.
And Wilma is loving the new additions to the family. She gets more attention, more biscuits, more outside time and more playtime. When the puppies get to be too rambunctious for her, we separate everyone until things quiet down. I think Wilma is acting 10 years younger (in dog years at least).
Did I mention that I have the best veterinarian ever? Last night while I was making dinner, Dr. Chuck Noonan called to give us the results of Wilma's biopsy -- Negative. Whew! No cancer. I'm so thrilled. So in honor of Wilma's clean bill of health, I present to you Wilma on Wednesday - Getting along with two new bulldogs.
Meeting Bulldog #3
How can I compete with these two?
Oh wait, I'm Wilma the Wonder Dog and I have the cutest tongue ever.
Maybe I can just keep my distance from the chaos of puppies. They won't bother me if I sleep over here while they play and frolick.
Oh well, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em!
Wilma, we hope these puppies will bring you new life and youthfulness. You're already playing more, going out more and even getting more attention (if that's even possible!). We're so happy you're well.
Here is one of nine Olde English Bulldogge puppies that my friends Matt & Virginia have. These puppies are the 5th generation of their original bulldog. They're so cute. I've been visiting them at least once every single week since they were born the first week of August. During my first visit - they were this small and fit in the palm of my hand.
Puppies are always so cute and cuddly. Look at them. They're about the size of a hamster!
We visited regularly, even though I was adamant that we weren't getting a puppy.
Before we knew it, they weren't little hamsters anymore. They were BIG English Bulldog puppies. They were eight weeks old and they were ready to go to their new homes. They were weighing anywhere from 9-15 lbs. And they had puppy breath.
Who can resist puppy breath?
Puppy and Wilma seem to be getting along just fine. At 10 weeks, puppy is just a little smaller than Wilma. In a few more weeks, he'll be as big as she is. By the end of the year, I'm pretty certain, he'll be twice her size.
So there you have it. We now have two bulldogs. Puppy doesn't have an official name yet. BF and I thought we had one, but Primo- and Segundogenitures both vehemently vetoed our first choice. We're going to officially name him this weekend when we're all in once place at the same time. It's kind of funny that we don't have a name yet, because we selected the name Wilma before we even knew she existed.
I guess that just goes to show you that I wasn't kidding when I said we weren't getting a bulldog puppy. No way. No how.
My friends Matt and Virginia bred their Old English Bulldog and had nine puppies. I've been spending a great deal of my time these past two months visiting the puppies. It's so wonderful. Puppies are just fun, cuddly and so wonderful. The puppies are starting to go to their new homes this week. I'm quite envious of these new bulldog owners. Their journey of love and doggone affection are just beginning. There's something about bulldogs that is so endearing. You know how much I adore Wilma. I really can't imagine my life without her.
Today I took some friends to visit the bulldog puppies.
What's better than four beautiful ladies on a bright sunny October day holding bulldog puppies?
Susie and Freckles
Kelly and Charlotte ?
Katie and a cuddly puppy. Look how happy he is to be loved!
Joanne and Dotty. It's true puppy love!
Can't you just hear the puppies saying "Pick me! Pick me?"