Susu, the French Bulldog that provided comfort and stability (part 1)

“I think I’ve always been attracted to Frenchies.

I had just made a move to Las Vegas.

I was single and I planned to be there for a while, so I thought it was time to get the dog that I always wanted.

I got Susu on the spur of the moment.

Looking back, I would love to have gone through a breeder or adopted a rescue, but I was young and naive, so I got Susu at a pet store.

I had just gone through a tough breakup and my sister and I walked into a pet store just to look around, hoping it would cheer me up.”

Bruce, the fearless French Bulldog (part 4)

“Bruce really just changed my perspective on NYC.

He introduced me to a new community.

I love all the people in the dog park, but also, people on the street have been much nicer to me.

That has all made me less lonely.

I’ve had lots of dogs in my life, growing up in Missouri.

With Bruce, it’s different.

He’s 100% mine, and he needs me just as much as I need him.”

Bruce, the fearless French Bulldog (part 1)

“I’ve always been a dog lover and I knew that I wanted a dog for a long time.

When I found Bruce, I knew he was the one for me.

I got him from a breeder in Missouri.

It was a family friend who knew the I’d been interested.

I wanted to rescue a dog, but with all my traveling as an actor, I needed to make sure that I had a small dog that could fit under my seat in an airplane.

The breeder knew I wanted a small dog and Bruce was the runt of the litter, so it was a good match.”

 

Susu, the couple bonding, French Bulldog (part 2)

“Susu is four years old.

We just celebrated her birthday by going to the pet store and I let her pick out whatever she wanted.

She chose a bully stick (but not the low odor type), and enjoyed it thoroughly.

I took over full time care for Susu because my girlfriend got a job and will be gone for four months.

She left yesterday, so today is my first day as a full time dad.

My concern is keeping her occupied and challenged.”

Rocky, the blue French Bulldog who is a true companion, (part 3)

 

“Rocky is an extension of me.

He’s like my kid.

I am so incredibly proud of him.

He has a great personality.  He makes people laugh, he calms them down when they are stressed and he is incredibly well behaved.

He makes me feel like I did something right.

Getting him is the most grown up thing I’ve ever done.”

Rocky, the blue French Bulldog who is a true companion (part 2)

 

“I came to NYC from London for work.

The airline lost Rocky at JFK for almost two hours.

People were trying to track him down, but no one seemed too interested.

They told me to go to building C, but no one even knew where building C was located.

I called the travel agent back in London (at 3 A.M. their time).

He kept apologizing but didn’t know anything about dog transport.

People say that dogs get separation anxiety, but I had separation anxiety.

Finally, someone at the airport checked for me and took me to building C, but it was a terrifying two hours.”

Rocky, the blue French Bulldog, who is a true companion (part 1)

“One of my good friends has a Frenchy and I used to look after him.

I fell in love with him.

I’d always wanted a dog, and after hanging out with a Frenchy I felt ready to go for it as an adult.

I went to a breeder through an app in London called Pets For Homes, and his litter came up.

I went to view him and his brother.

Rocky was calm and chill.

He fell asleep in my arms and farted, and that sealed the deal.

Rocky is a true companion.

I share my life with him.

I get to take him to work with me.

At work, whenever people are stressed, they go and sit with Rocky and he helps calm them down.”

Jean Luc, the companion French Bulldog (part 4)

“Eventually I took Jean Luc to daycare and printed the photos they posted on Facebook.

I put those photographs on my mother’s  mirror.

With Jean Luc, there was always something to talk about with her.

A few days before she died he wouldn’t go on her bed.  He wouldn’t even go in her room.

He was with her as long as she was consciously aware.

After she died and I brought him back to her house he helped me cope.

Snuggling and having Jean Luc around helps fill the hole.”

Jean Luc, the companion French Bulldog (part 3)

“I feel that Jean Luc extended my mother’s life.

When she became bed ridden he sat with her on her bed for hours.

He was this little adorable thing who tried to steal her food, which always entertained her.

She always wanted to know where he was.

He gave her something to think about– wondering where he was and all of his antics.

When I first got Jean Luc, my boss loved him.

He would conduct his business meeting holding Jean Luc like a baby, with his head on his shoulder.

My mother loved those types of stories.”

Jean Luc, the companion French Bulldog (part 2)

“I wanted to keep the whole thing a secret, until I appeared at my mother’s house with the dog, but I couldn’t keep the secret.

When my brother and I went to pick the dog out, and my mother asked where we were going, I spilled the beans.

My mother was so excited.

Jean Luc was the runt of the litter, so he was the smallest and he was also the cuddliest.

My brother thought it was idiotic to get a dog while I was going back and forth to mother’s, but I knew that it was going to make her so happy to have the puppy around.

My mother just loved him.”