Bullmarket French Bulldog Breeders

Puppies and parents

Three of the pups have gone to their new homes – Vela, Po and Jacques.

Pix of Vela and her mom coming soon!

Bullmarket French Bulldog Breeders

Almost all grown up..

jacques

Hard to believe that the first of the puppies leaves this weekend. Pups at this age are wonderful – smart, playful, developing their full personalities. Pups at this age are also trouble – they’ve become adventurous, which can lead to some fun situations, and a LOT of mess.

Vela, Po and Jacques all venture out into the big world over the course of this weekend, off to learn how to be pets, rather than just members of a pack. Fortunately, Frenchies as a breed are very people focused – there’s no such thing as a people shy Frenchie puppy, at least not one that I’ve ever known. The typical reaction of a Frenchie to new people is “Yay, someone else to pet me!”. Trust me, they don’t even look back as they go out the door – the teary eyes are all on our side.

Bunny is quite ready for them to pack their bags and head on out – she’s had her fill of motherhood, and would like to get back to her place on the couch, thanks. Poor Bunny – she’s moulting again, just as she did with her last litter. Patches of her hair are thinned out and weedy looking. She looks moth eaten, and leaves clouds of white hair every where she goes. Sweeping the floor has become a game of trying to catch all the hair that floats around the room, without stirring up even more of it.

After the cut there’s a slideshow of all the pups outdoors, doing fun Frenchie stuff. Bye puppies – we’ll miss you!

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Bullmarket French Bulldog Breeders

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Tula Jumps the Fence

Tula Jumps the Fence

The other night I did what I usually do while cleaning, and tossed Dexter outside into the fenced yard. It’s fenced with five foot chain link on three sides, and a 4 1’2 foot stone retaining wall on the fourth. The only dog it hasn’t been able to hold is Tula, who we discovered could – and would – happily scale the wall if it meant she could get to where I was at. Thankfully, unless I’m outside the yard, Tula never bothers to try to escape, and she’s never allowed access to this part of the yard if I’m not at home and watching her.

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