Archive for April, 2011

A Springtime French Bulldog update

Pickle - Bullmarket Hella Kitty

 

 

Think of this as a sort of springtime round up news post. Technically, is it really spring if there were still snow flurries this morning? I am going to choose to humor myself, and pretend that it still counts.

Since spring is (more or less) here, we’re all watching Pickle, hoping she decides to co operate with us and come into season some time soon. If and when she does, she’ll be bred the handsome Bullit, who you can see on the Robb Isle website. I’ll post details on the list if and when she (and mother nature) decide to co operate.

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French Bulldog Cards and Sculptures

Tessa's memorial, courtesy of Nigel Price

When I lost Tessa, the cards and emails we received were truly comforting. It was really nice hearing about what an impact one little dog had made on so many lives.

One of the nicest gifts I received came in the mail one afternoon, in a small box. Inside, cradled in bubble wrap, was a tiny, handmade statue of Tessa. From the spots on her belly and the backs of her ears to the markings on her face, it is picture perfect, a little miniature gem of my most beautiful girl.

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Don’t sell puppies and kittens on Facebook!

French Bulldogs for sale on Facebook

A quick lesson in internet history.

When Craigslist and eBay first arrived on the scene, both allowed something that today would be unthinkable – they allowed pets to be sold via their websites. Both sites chose to ban pets being sold not because they had a sudden attack of their consciences, but because both were pressured by their users. Continue reading →

Bunny’s French Bulldog Puppies at 8 Weeks

Brindle French Bulldog puppies

How time flies! The Bunny’s puppies are now 8 weeks old, and have each developed into their own distinct personality.

Friday, who was originally the ‘smallest’ boy, is now by far the largest. He’s VERY bold – the first one to jump into the middle of anything, the first one to insist on being allowed to go outside, the first one to climb through the table.

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