My Sweet Life
Yes, life is sweet when you're a French Bulldog. I spend my days being pampered by two retired people, Jack and Donna, who think I'm just the best thing ever (next to velcro shoes and elastic waistbands, that is). My days are filled with romping in the yard, chasing insects, lazy naps under the patio table, and doggie treats given lovingly just because I'm so cute! What could be better?
Donna tries to teach me "obedience" and cute little tricks, then rewards me with delightful tidbits and treats. Don't tell her, but I believe she's the one being trained. We Frenchies have our ways--I do just enough to make her think she's making progress with me and get rewarded for my hard work. Then, sadly, by the next day I seem to forget what I learned, and poor Donna has to work oh-so-diligently with me again, rewarding me with more luscious morsels. Ah, well, it's fun while it lasts, but I think she's going to catch on soon....
I haven't been around too much this summer--we've been on lots of trips. We got a motor home and have been traveling quite a bit. Here's a picture of me relaxing on the couch of the motorhome. Since we went to the ocean a few times, they got me a nifty life jacket so I could enjoy the water along with everyone else. Do you like the bright green color? We're planning a few more trips soon, so you might not hear from me too often in the near future. I hope your summer has been as much fun as mine!
