I met Fiona, my neighbor, at a knitting group...and since we both lived on Beechwood (which is a big street), i gave her a ride home. Turns out, she lives ACROSS THE STREET. thus began some fun times, hanging out with fiona and paul & their french bulldog, Bruce. I took care of bruce for just two days...
The view from their pad.
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Photo #5, of Bruce's rear end, is killing me.
Is he always so serious?
I love the last one! That is so cute! Totally makes me want one. And no, they themselves don't come bigger. The next step I guess would be a bulldog but I think they have different personalities than Frenchies.
yes, bruce's little bottom is pretty funny..so is how his little back leg sticks out when he lays down..and he might have a serious face, but the only thing he's serious about is his stuffed animals. :)
KILLING me.
How did you choreograph this one? Perfecto!
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