For all my loyal readers, this has nothing to do with PR, but I GOT A PUPPY!!!
My boyfriend and I have been debating getting one for a while and then this past weekend we just decided to do it. We wanted a French bulldog x beagle or x pug but we got the number of breeder from a friend of a friend and decided to go check out some of her puppies. We drove to a small town called Queensville (north of Newmarket) and after almost driving away due to the fact that she had an evil Doberman who we thought was going to eat us. After standing beside the car for a while we notice there was an electrical fence and then proceeded towards the puppies.
We told the breeder that we were interested in bulldog mix breeds and she showed us a puppy that we feel in love with instantly. She was part Olde English Bulldog and part pug and she was the only one left from her litter. My boyfriend picked her up and shit instantly clung to his body and didn’t want to let go. We knew we had to get her.
So, here she is, the newest addition to our family, Zoey.
UPDATE: Zoey is now 10 weeks old and she is a MONSTER! Damn, puppies are more work then babies. She bites everything (including us) and always wants to play. She can’t hold her bladder for more then a couple of hours (and cannot wear diapers – like babies) and she wakes up in the middle of the night! I love her, but geez!