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....
My Car Seat
I know, I know, this looks ridiculous! But I do love to ride in the car and this crazy little platform lets me see out the window. Jack and Donna complained about having to buy me the harness and car seat but hey, it was their idea! They're the ones who say it will keep me safe in the car. And they know I love to watch all the exciting things that speed past my window. That's why they bought me the special car seat and harness. But I'm glad because now I can go lots of places, and I'm really good in the car. I hope we get to go to the dog park again soon!
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