Well, for those of you who don't know, I love English Bulldogs. I have a Bully girl named Lola who is almost two years old now. She's a blast! and SPOILED rotten! Anyway, for some time now Amy and I have been discussing getting her a boy to play around with and to keep her company. Basically, a companion. Now, here's the thing. I don't really want to own any other type dog. I'm a Bulldog man! Amy on the other hand really doesn't want another Bulldog. Their a medium size breed, stubborn, and a bit of a handful as puppies. Basically, she wants a little dog.......ugh....
So, we compromised and decided on a "French Bulldog". (Small, Energetic, and it's got "Bulldog" in his breed) Luckily, during our trip to New York City we actually saw a couple walking their French Bully through Central Park and we had the opportunity to pet it, play with it a bit and get some feedback from it's owners on the breed. I have to admit, it was cool. It was a smaller version of Lola with "bat-like" ears. It was settled. Though my heart was set on a big fat boy, I was fine with the Frenchie. So we looked up breed info, breeders, prices etc. Then surprise! surprise! It's WAY too expensive! I thought that the English Bulldog was the most expensive dog I've seen but this one took the cake. It was way out of our budget so we just dropped the idea.
A couple of months later, the subject came up again about getting Lola a companion and this time i was victorious! Amy said, "You can get your fat boy" Yes!!! Another butterball around the house ...Score!!! I went everywhere...comparing prices, contacting breeders, making sure that the puppies were healthy and also, I had "Specifications". Lola is White and Fawn. I wanted the boy to be Dark Brown and White-and I wanted the little monkey chubby as can be. I kindly let my contacts know exactly what I was looking for and they were all keeping me posted on their litters.
Last Thursday on our way home, Amy and I stopped by one last pet shop to see if they had my butterball. Amy stayed in the car because we had Lola with us (I told you she was spoiled) I asked the guy if he had any bulldogs and before he could say anything I noticed a little punk standing all tough barking at me. The man noticed me staring at him and without my asking he took him out of the kennel and handed him to me. I quickly called Amy and told her to get out of the car and bring Lola with her. Once she saw him she melted. "Oh Kenny he's gorgeous!" she said, while Lola was trying to take him off my hands. While on the floor the little punk was pulling Lola by her leash and leading her around the pet shop. So, "Amy, do you want him?" I asked. "Are you serious?" she replied. "Do you want him?" I repeated. "Yes!!!" she exclaimed.
Basically, to make an even longer story short. Amidst our search for a Fat English bully we, found and welcomed to our family a French Bulldog Puppy we named Louie....
I might not have my butterball but hey, he's a funny little dude and Lola loves him! But honestly, I put a smile on my wife's face and that's all that truly matters to me most.
