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Happy Birthday Dear Puppies!

I was so busy over the last few weeks that I forgot to do a “Happy Birthday” post for Bunny’s puppies. The fat little hamsters turned one week old on Sunday, and continue to increase exponentially in cuteness. At this rate, they will be a virtual black hole of adorableness within the month, sucking in […]

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Poor Delilah

Less than a week to go, thank God. She’s ran out of space to expand downwards, and is now just getting wider. Not evenly, though – one side is decidedly wider than the other. A dog’s uterus is “U” shaped, with two horns, so chances are that Delilah is carrying more puppies in one horn […]

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I Admit It – I’m an Addict

I swear, time and time again, that I will strictly limit my posting of puppy photos. After all, like all new mommas I would happily shove stacks of photos of little pink bellied puppies into your face, oblivious to the fact that most people just don’t care. Puppies at this age, I am willing to […]

Bullmarket French Bulldog Breeders

I Admit It – I'm an Addict

I swear, time and time again, that I will strictly limit my posting of puppy photos. After all, like all new mommas I would happily shove stacks of photos of little pink bellied puppies into your face, oblivious to the fact that most people just don’t care. Puppies at this age, I am willing to […]

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Bunny is Worried

I love this photo – it embodies everything you see in a truly good French Bulldog mommy, namely endless and unceasing worry. This is Bun’s perpetual expression if the pups wander too far away. It’s tiring being a new mommy, no matter what species you are. New puppy photos here, if you’re not sick of […]

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I am being stalked by Dave Mathews, and new puppy photos

I love my satellite radio. I have to love it, because the alternative, out here in the redneck backwoods middle o’ no place where I live, is rather limited. When it comes to radio, I can choose from: a) classic rock, which is code for ‘crap from the seventies that people who drive Camaros listen […]