Snowblind
9th June 2005, 10:20 AM
Hi! I am a girl form Estonia with two dogs: a 2 year old collie mix Khris and a 4,5 month old frencie Porthos. I have had a frencie before but he was a rescue that I got as an adult so raising a baby bulldog is all new to me :D
He is dark brindled with huuuge ears and a nice patch of white on his chest. He is the sweetest little guy I could want and I love him to bits. He is very obedient and eager worker (as much as a young little frenchman can work) and already a great pal to my 7,5 month old daughter and adored by all people I know.
I originally hated french bulldogs: hidious bulging eyes, abnormally big ears, snorting sounds and unproportional overall. I owned a german shepherd, half of a rottweiler and a few mutts. That was until I had the honor to get closely acquainted to one. The next thing I remeber is that I was on a bus to home with a grim looking 1,5 year old bully to who I was the fifth owner (the first owners were very dissapointed when I traced them down and told he was alive and healthy: they had left him to a clinic to be put down because they wanted a calm bulldog not a hyperactive dominant animal). Unfortunately his life ended in his prime for reason still unknown to me... But the love for the breed didnīt go anywhere. I took a dobermann, who was taken away from me by the breeder who thaough a pregnant girl shouldnīt own a dog and I found a collie mix puppy form the street that nobody wantet. But one dog was too little for me so I started looking for a dog that whould fit me. I went all they way from rottweilers to springer spaniels but at the end of every day I was still thinking about frenchies so I thought he must be perfect for me. The rest went fast: I asked contacts to good breeders form a friend, she directed me to a breeder in Lithuania and this time it was in a car where I found myself driving home with a little frogdog in my lap. This is bliss I thought. And this feeling hasīt left me yet. Not as long as I have those big loving eyes, cute ears and sweet snorting greeting me every morning :D
He is dark brindled with huuuge ears and a nice patch of white on his chest. He is the sweetest little guy I could want and I love him to bits. He is very obedient and eager worker (as much as a young little frenchman can work) and already a great pal to my 7,5 month old daughter and adored by all people I know.
I originally hated french bulldogs: hidious bulging eyes, abnormally big ears, snorting sounds and unproportional overall. I owned a german shepherd, half of a rottweiler and a few mutts. That was until I had the honor to get closely acquainted to one. The next thing I remeber is that I was on a bus to home with a grim looking 1,5 year old bully to who I was the fifth owner (the first owners were very dissapointed when I traced them down and told he was alive and healthy: they had left him to a clinic to be put down because they wanted a calm bulldog not a hyperactive dominant animal). Unfortunately his life ended in his prime for reason still unknown to me... But the love for the breed didnīt go anywhere. I took a dobermann, who was taken away from me by the breeder who thaough a pregnant girl shouldnīt own a dog and I found a collie mix puppy form the street that nobody wantet. But one dog was too little for me so I started looking for a dog that whould fit me. I went all they way from rottweilers to springer spaniels but at the end of every day I was still thinking about frenchies so I thought he must be perfect for me. The rest went fast: I asked contacts to good breeders form a friend, she directed me to a breeder in Lithuania and this time it was in a car where I found myself driving home with a little frogdog in my lap. This is bliss I thought. And this feeling hasīt left me yet. Not as long as I have those big loving eyes, cute ears and sweet snorting greeting me every morning :D