*phew* So glad Christmas is over! So much stress and money for just one day. Yeah yeah…bah humbug. I guess I’m a little more interested if there is a decent present or 2 involved.
The lead up to Christmas was honestly the week from hell. The kids went away to SIL for the week as Jake and I both had to work, we had planned to have a lovely relaxing week together. Instead we were out shopping till all hours, I don’t think we were in bed before 12 all week. I am too old for that shit, and was miserable and exhausted come Thursday.
As many of you will know, I have wanted a French bulldog for years now. Earlier this year, we got a bulldog..just the wrong flavour.
Finally, my relentless puppy hunting and nagging paid off. Last Thursday we drove to the breeder to pick up my…our present. I’ve said I would share him, they can all have a leg each..and I will have the rest
Meet Eric, he is a 6mth old French Bulldog. I was glad to get a puppy a little older. Not sure I could cope with the puppy peeing/chewing/biting puppy thing again. And Sookie can be a little rough, so we had worried how a tiny baby would cope. And he is still small and super cute just without all the hassles.
He is settling in well, after a bit of a hellish first night..with lack of sleep and stress and I was ready to ring the breeder and send him back! Sookie is in love with him. I don’t think she could stop wagging her tail for the first few days. We have had our first visit to the dog park and that went well. But he certainly has small dog syndrome..he thinks he is a Rottweiler I am sure of it.
So now I have Martha’s bulldog..it’s only a matter of time before the other skills turn up..right?
He is off to be desexed today, poor baby.








