Bullmarket French Bulldog Breeders

Bunny Puppies at One Month, and Tessa Turns 13

Sorry for the delay in getting this post up, but last week was busy, and this week looks to be just as crazy. There are lots of photo update links, and a video at the end of the post after the cut.

Snuggling PuppiesBunny’s babies turned one month on Friday, and they continue to be one of the most mellow French Bulldog litters I’ve ever experienced. They’re finally getting vocal – the little brindle boy in particular – and they’re starting to have those adorable Frenchie puppy mouth wars we all love to watch. Bunny is still being an exceptional mom, and really enjoys rolling around and playing with them.

Bunny has also learned to roll Izzy – which is what we’ve been calling the little white girl – over with her paw when she gets stuck on her back. That little girl can eat! I swear, she’s as wide as she is long. She’s also no longer white – a nickel sized spot of color has appeared between her ears, with an even tinier one on her butt. This is similar to how color showed up on her great great Grandmother Lola – a tiny stain we first assumed was poop – hence Lola’s puppy nickname of “Poop Stain”. In Izzy’s case, we’ll say it resembles pale tea.

You can see photos of the little darlings on Flickr –
http://flickr.com/photos/frenchbulldogs/sets/72157603307580113/

Happy Birthday, Dear Tessa!

Tessa Turns 13Tessa turned thirteen years old last week, and we celebrated with a liver flavored pupcake – and a long nap in front of the fireplace, curled up in her favorite blue blanket. That’s Tessa’s favorite way to celebrate just about anything, these days.

Other than some weakness in her rear and eyes that are growing cloudy, Tessa is in remarkably great shape. She’s lost most of the coloring that made her look so fierce in her youth, but her looks are otherwise intact, and she is just as lovely to me today as she was as a puppy. She still runs, play fights with her daughter and grandchildren, insists on owning all of the toys, and enjoys a good chew bone (even if she has to gum it, for the most part).

I still remember carrying her tucked inside of my coat as we smuggled her into a movie theater. She was just barely seven weeks old, and she’s been going everyplace with me ever since. She’s still my beautiful baby girl, and I hope she’ll be with me for thirteen more years, at the very, very least.

Tessa’s birthday photos –
http://flickr.com/photos/frenchbulldogs/sets/72157603307891385/

Frenchies in Winter

It’s a winter wonderland up here in frosty northwestern Ontario, and Delilah had fun playing in her first snowfall. She’s a bold little monkey, staying outside long after the other dogs are ready to call it quits and head for the nice warm house.

Lots of DeeDee photos here –
http://flickr.com/photos/frenchbulldogs/sets/72157603303472324/

Don’t forget, there’s a Bunny babies video after the cut, or you can view it full sized here – http://blip.tv/file/506743

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4 replies
  1. Hope
    Hope says:

    Happy, happy birthday, Tessa! You are a beautiful, bad influence on my Dax.

    The puppies are wonderful – congratulations on the milestone cleared.

    And Delilah in the snow? Just darling!

  2. Theresa
    Theresa says:

    Birthday? I’m thinking more along the lines of Platinum Jubilee. Tessa qualifies – Wikipedia is backing me up on the technicalities. The Platinum Jubilee is an anniversary celebration reserved for reigning monarchs (sovereign queen of the House of Bullmarket and Comtesse de ‘She Who Must Be Obeyed’) in Commonwealth Realms (Canada qualifies) who have been at their post for 70 years (canine conversion 13 x 7 = 91).

    And so, My Dearest Tessa, please accept our belated congratulations on your Platinum Jubilee! May you and Your House live long and prosper!

    And on a sillier note, related to Miss Izzy’s darkening dot betwixt the ears. Our pied boy Maurice has a similar spot. We call it the ‘What I Know’ spot, because all of the information he can retain fits neatly within the confines of that small dark oval. I chide him on a daily basis that it’s shrinking. And he gives me his best Frenchie grin because he knows it’s a ‘third eye’ and he’s achieved a higher degree of consciousness than most everyone on the planet.

  3. Cardimom
    Cardimom says:

    Wow! Love your blog; I’ve tootled around a bit today and really need to get back to work, but I wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed looking around. So hi from Texas. I’ve always thought Frenchies are pretty darned cute. I enjoyed the great pictures of your kids! And Happy Birthday Tessa. What a grand lady!

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