Bulldogs

Jean Luc, the companion French Bulldog (part 1)

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“Someone I worked with had a French Bulldog that came to the office every day.

That dog and I were good friends, and I realized when I was ready to get a dog, I was going to get a French Bulldog.

My mother got diagnosed with lung cancer and she loved dogs.

Very soon after the diagnosis I was coming back to the city via the Long Island Railroad and there was a guy on the platform with a 14 month old Frenchie.

On the train ride back to NYC I talked to this guy and his dog sat with me.  I asked him where he got his dog and  decided I should call his breeder to see if there were any puppies.

When I found out that there were puppies available I decided it would make my mother really happy, if, when I came to visit I had a puppy or a dog.

I said, ok, I want a dog.”

Rooney, the best mistake my husband ever made (he said)

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“My wife talked me into getting Rooney.

I also love dogs.  I grew up with dogs.

It’s been wonderful having a dog, (except for his snoring like a freight train).

I always have a little buddy around.

My wife was out of town last weekend and it was comforting to know that someone was around.

The house is never empty when Rooney is there.

One of the benefits of having a dog is the amount of social doors that have opened.

We’ve made a lot of quality friends at the dog run and local park.  Rooney is friendly with many of the dogs that go to the park and run, and we are friendly with their owners, (our dogs all get along and so do we).

We also help each other out.  We watch each other’s dogs.  When one of us is busy or out of town we try to help each other out and walk the other’s dogs. We are part of a tight knit community.

During the bad weather we try to arrange play dates at each other’s apartments so they get exercise and a chance to play.  It’s also an excuse for us to socialize.

During the blizzard of 2016, the dog park friends got together and had a blizzard party, without our dogs.

When he broke his paw, it was tough for us because we had to carry a 35 pound dog up and down the two flights of our apartment.  Poor Rooney couldn’t play, see his friends or exercise and work out his energy for 10 days.

But the hardest time with Rooney was when he was a puppy and scratched his cornea.  We had to give him drops and it basically tested our marriage.  One of us had to hold his head and keep his eye open and the other put in the drops.  It would take us between 20 and 30 minutes to get the drops successfully in his eye. We would blame each other for not holding his head still enough. It was difficult to hold Rooney’s head without him squirming and flailing around.

One of the best things about having Rooney is that we get outside a lot more.

We go to the park on the weekends for off leash time before 9 a.m.  We walk to all the local parks and explore the city.  I see parts of my neighborhood I might never have noticed.”

 

 

 

Rooney, the best mistake my husband ever made

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“I’ve always wanted a dog but my husband said it was a lot of responsibility.

One night he came home a little tipsy and he had been talking to a friend who had just gotten a dog.

He suggested we get one, too.

I said, “I know you had a few drinks but I am going to hold you to this in the morning.”  He said, “fine.”

I reminded him in the morning, and he shook it off.

I held him to his word, and he said, it was the best mistake he ever made.”