Well, yesterday I told you how my sister in law raises English Bulldogs right? My husband had a favorite from the first litter right from the start. He was a little brown puppy with a white chest and a little white on his face. Everytime we went over to see them, he played with that one more than the rest. When they got up to 6 weeks, we were a little sad because we knew the puppies would be going to their new homes. My husband and I stopped by to see them one night and there comes that little brown puppy walking towards us, with the cutest little bow tied to his collar. His sister decided to give my husband that puppy because it was his "pick".
My husband was so excited! He played with that puppy and couldn't believe he got to go home with us. It took a little bit of an adjustment . . . after all, we didn't know we were getting a dog so we didn't have anything ready. We named him "Cane" - after a few more weeks of "Hey you" and it was official . . . He was ours! He was so wrinkled! People thought he was a Sharpei! He stayed in our laps and got so spoiled! My husband took him everywhere - to work, to the store. He is even known in our small town - cashiers at the stores send him Beef Jerky whenever we stop in!
Well, now that precious little puppy has grown up. He is now about 60 pounds and thinks he is still a lap dog. You can not sit in the recliner or the sofa without him sitting ON you! We created a spoiled moster! We are expected to bring him to the shop anytime there is an event in town! People have actually just stopped in wanting to know if Cane was with me today! I never knew that sweet puppy would bring us so much joy! As you can see from the picture, he is a chunk and we have learned to share our home, our hearts, and our recliner with him!
I just wanted to share this sweet story with all of you. A little something to remind myself that I still like him . . . (we came home tonight from dinner to find that he had gotten into the trash in the laundry room!)