Our energy level isn't what is usually on Sundays, but Gunner is gearing up for a bath. While most dogs freak out, he jumps in the shower and waits for it.
Today we are just trying to take it easy, but some BULLDOG doesn't want to relax in this heat. He wants to go go go.
I am wondering if life as a bulldog isn't the best thing on earth. He gets his breakfast and dinner brought to him, he has constant kisses and hugs, and scratches where ever he wants it. He gets to watch his favorite tv shows and other than the driving him around part, his life is great...
Happy bathing to you, and cross your paws we don't soak the floor...
Sunday, July 21, 2013
Friday, July 19, 2013
Gunner and me...
Several years ago, I saw and fell in love with a bulldog that was in our Dog club, but I just didnt have the time for a puppy that needed that much work. The breeder I knew wasn't very friendly or would never take the time to teach me about Bulldogs.
Fast forward to a year or so ago. My nephew loved bulldogs and wanted one. I began doing research. I knew they were a lot of work but ohhhh so cute. I found one, and put a deposit on it. Turned out to not be a 100% bulldog. BLAH. I was not happy and didn't get my money back. On to the next one, similar, but this time I only lost 100.00... And the nephews fiance' just got a new dog so they werent in the market for another dog.
As I kept looking and watching Ice Loves Coco, I knew I had to have one. I was at home now, no time restraints, and I could spend the rest of my time with a puppy... so I thought.
When I saw Gunner, I knew he was mine. I loved him the moment I saw him. We put a deposit on him, and later that day I was told I couldn't have him at my rental house. I was devastated. I called the breeder who agreed to rip up my deposit. Wow I was heartsick. I never cried like this before. My sister called the breeder and said please don't sell him, my sister will call you in the morning and buy him, we will work it out.
The next morning I called and they asked me if I was sure, I said yes. The day we picked him up I had to leave out of town, so my sister had planned to watch him. When I got home, the plans I had to keep him, went to hell and a hand basket. My nephew said he would take him. I was devastated and just didn't know how I could live without this baby. I would go weekly and see him, take him to the vet for his shots, get his food and then take him back. I felt like a grandparent. I was still going to show him, but he was living with someone else.
Three weeks later, I get a freaked out call from the fiance' saying their apartment complex said they were going to come in and take Gunner because he was not on the lease. Without going through the legalities, I jumped in my car and picked him up. I cried all the way there, I knew we were meant to be a family and I was bringing him home. Rental or no rental. I was in the process of buying my house and I was up against it... but he was coming with me...
I went back to my rental, had a discussion with my landlord, he agreed to let me have Gunner and I agreed to let him live... that simple, Gunner came first.
Our time together has been funny, amazing, sad, scary, frustrating, loving, painful, emotional roller-coaster, happy, cherished and loved... Gunner is my baby, everyone knows it, and he knows it. I find him the most endearing animal that has ever lived. He knows me, my movements, my moods, my tone and my smile. I know the same about him. I live for my Gunner and make my life decisions based on him. He gives me unconditional love and I try to give back to him a smidgen of the love he shows me daily. Never a bad mood, always a kiss for me, and each and every night, we kiss goodnight, if I am not home, we either skype or I call and sing him a goodnight song.
That's our story.. We are a real family... Gunner and I...awwww
Fast forward to a year or so ago. My nephew loved bulldogs and wanted one. I began doing research. I knew they were a lot of work but ohhhh so cute. I found one, and put a deposit on it. Turned out to not be a 100% bulldog. BLAH. I was not happy and didn't get my money back. On to the next one, similar, but this time I only lost 100.00... And the nephews fiance' just got a new dog so they werent in the market for another dog.
As I kept looking and watching Ice Loves Coco, I knew I had to have one. I was at home now, no time restraints, and I could spend the rest of my time with a puppy... so I thought.
When I saw Gunner, I knew he was mine. I loved him the moment I saw him. We put a deposit on him, and later that day I was told I couldn't have him at my rental house. I was devastated. I called the breeder who agreed to rip up my deposit. Wow I was heartsick. I never cried like this before. My sister called the breeder and said please don't sell him, my sister will call you in the morning and buy him, we will work it out.
The next morning I called and they asked me if I was sure, I said yes. The day we picked him up I had to leave out of town, so my sister had planned to watch him. When I got home, the plans I had to keep him, went to hell and a hand basket. My nephew said he would take him. I was devastated and just didn't know how I could live without this baby. I would go weekly and see him, take him to the vet for his shots, get his food and then take him back. I felt like a grandparent. I was still going to show him, but he was living with someone else.
Three weeks later, I get a freaked out call from the fiance' saying their apartment complex said they were going to come in and take Gunner because he was not on the lease. Without going through the legalities, I jumped in my car and picked him up. I cried all the way there, I knew we were meant to be a family and I was bringing him home. Rental or no rental. I was in the process of buying my house and I was up against it... but he was coming with me...
I went back to my rental, had a discussion with my landlord, he agreed to let me have Gunner and I agreed to let him live... that simple, Gunner came first.
Our time together has been funny, amazing, sad, scary, frustrating, loving, painful, emotional roller-coaster, happy, cherished and loved... Gunner is my baby, everyone knows it, and he knows it. I find him the most endearing animal that has ever lived. He knows me, my movements, my moods, my tone and my smile. I know the same about him. I live for my Gunner and make my life decisions based on him. He gives me unconditional love and I try to give back to him a smidgen of the love he shows me daily. Never a bad mood, always a kiss for me, and each and every night, we kiss goodnight, if I am not home, we either skype or I call and sing him a goodnight song.
That's our story.. We are a real family... Gunner and I...awwww
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Recovering and overwhelmed..
We are adjusting to Mommy being sick and not doing everything. Mommy's head is still not right and we are a little upset. We are spending a lot of time bonding and being a small but loved family.
What has been amazing is the support and care from our Twitter friends. Our in-town friends haven't contacted us, but our twitter family has been so amazing. We continue to feel blessed to have so many friends.
One thing that keeps happening is Mommy hears the truck noise that hit us, and she crys and grabs ahold of me to hug me. I was safe in a crate and was not injured, but Mommy is having a few issues with it.
We are looking forward to moving forward and putting this behind this, we have a lot of stuff we need to get to.
For instance, Mommy has a bestest friend that makes animal clothes that is making me and some of my buddies tuxedos. She is really an awesome seamstress and Mommy loves her work. Now that she will take on BIG dogs, were are happy...
Our road trip is on hold because of the accident, Mommy wants to fly private to our destination, but I don't know if I have enough pawallowence to handle that.
Thanks for the prayers and thoughts. Especially Rocco, Deuce & Maud, Rosie and Theo, JPep, and so many more.. we will be back in no time...
What has been amazing is the support and care from our Twitter friends. Our in-town friends haven't contacted us, but our twitter family has been so amazing. We continue to feel blessed to have so many friends.
One thing that keeps happening is Mommy hears the truck noise that hit us, and she crys and grabs ahold of me to hug me. I was safe in a crate and was not injured, but Mommy is having a few issues with it.
We are looking forward to moving forward and putting this behind this, we have a lot of stuff we need to get to.
For instance, Mommy has a bestest friend that makes animal clothes that is making me and some of my buddies tuxedos. She is really an awesome seamstress and Mommy loves her work. Now that she will take on BIG dogs, were are happy...
Our road trip is on hold because of the accident, Mommy wants to fly private to our destination, but I don't know if I have enough pawallowence to handle that.
Thanks for the prayers and thoughts. Especially Rocco, Deuce & Maud, Rosie and Theo, JPep, and so many more.. we will be back in no time...
Monday, July 15, 2013
Car Accident and friendships
Today, we headed to Gunner's vet in Plant City for a shot. After our visit, we headed back to come home and were hit from behind by a truck. We had just gone through the green light and a car and truck were stopped in front of us for a garbage truck, so we stopped. Then they begin to move and we started out with them when we were hit by a truck that didn't notice the trucks that had been stopped, our truck or the fact that well there was a truck in front of him, US. After the impact he came around us and darted to the back of the auto parts place, and my natural instinct was he was fleeing, I looked at Gunner who didn't seem fazed, and said go to where he is. I was not driving, THANK GOD.
We approached the truck and he wouldn't get out of the truck. I was honestly too concerned about Gunner to really care. When we travel with Gunner, he is crated. We have an extended cab new truck and he is in his crate that is tethered down so he doesn't get slung around (INSIDE THE TRUCK). This time it was a life saver. I took the brunt of the injuries, and that was ok with me, at least it wasn't Gunner or his Dad. At first, Gunner wouldn't move from the crate, and I was scared. I reached out to Gunner and my Twitter friends, I needed some prayers, I didn't know what to think. I was the most scared I have ever been.
What was so surreal was the treatment we received. I immediately called the vet to see if I could walk Gunner back to be checked and they told me no, stay put we will come get you. I couldn't let them do that, but the offer brought tears to my eyes. The trooper called fire rescue for me, and they wanted to take me to the hospital, I said what about my dog, they said "it's a dog" he can't come. I said no thank you, I will be fine. I didn't do that for attention or to be difficult, I did it because I cannot leave my dog. After we were dismissed by the police, we went to the vet and had Gunner checked. He was fine, a little shook up because Mommy was crying a bit, but he was fine. I had someone meet us at the vets so we could get Gunner to a safe place and let him rest.
While we were in transport the tweets we received from our twitter family and friends was over-whelming. We were touched by all the love and support, it made me feel I could handle anything we were facing.
Our vet staff was amazing, called me a few times to make sure we were ok, the twitter friends were remarkable and overwhelming, several offers of help to take Gunner while I was healing, TRULY awesome.
Once at the hospital, I didn't care what happened, I knew we were going to be ok. I have some bumps and sprains, a concussion and some sort of swelling they can't figure out. I will be fine because my baby Gunner is fine. I can heal, but the thought of him being hurt makes me cry like a baby.
Thank you so much for all your love and support. Our damages to our 2013 truck is quite significant, but the reality is we are here and we are grateful.
Love Gunner, Mommy and Daddy!
We approached the truck and he wouldn't get out of the truck. I was honestly too concerned about Gunner to really care. When we travel with Gunner, he is crated. We have an extended cab new truck and he is in his crate that is tethered down so he doesn't get slung around (INSIDE THE TRUCK). This time it was a life saver. I took the brunt of the injuries, and that was ok with me, at least it wasn't Gunner or his Dad. At first, Gunner wouldn't move from the crate, and I was scared. I reached out to Gunner and my Twitter friends, I needed some prayers, I didn't know what to think. I was the most scared I have ever been.
What was so surreal was the treatment we received. I immediately called the vet to see if I could walk Gunner back to be checked and they told me no, stay put we will come get you. I couldn't let them do that, but the offer brought tears to my eyes. The trooper called fire rescue for me, and they wanted to take me to the hospital, I said what about my dog, they said "it's a dog" he can't come. I said no thank you, I will be fine. I didn't do that for attention or to be difficult, I did it because I cannot leave my dog. After we were dismissed by the police, we went to the vet and had Gunner checked. He was fine, a little shook up because Mommy was crying a bit, but he was fine. I had someone meet us at the vets so we could get Gunner to a safe place and let him rest.
While we were in transport the tweets we received from our twitter family and friends was over-whelming. We were touched by all the love and support, it made me feel I could handle anything we were facing.
Our vet staff was amazing, called me a few times to make sure we were ok, the twitter friends were remarkable and overwhelming, several offers of help to take Gunner while I was healing, TRULY awesome.
Once at the hospital, I didn't care what happened, I knew we were going to be ok. I have some bumps and sprains, a concussion and some sort of swelling they can't figure out. I will be fine because my baby Gunner is fine. I can heal, but the thought of him being hurt makes me cry like a baby.
Thank you so much for all your love and support. Our damages to our 2013 truck is quite significant, but the reality is we are here and we are grateful.
Love Gunner, Mommy and Daddy!
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Yikes it's April... where has the time gone?
Today has been a busy day for me. I woke up extra early at 5:30 ish, AM and then I decided I didn't want to sleep with the daddy, so I went back to sleep in my playroom. I got woke up by the Mommy who was out catting around and we went outside and played ball and enjoyed the weather.
Now I am napping... Mommy took video of me snoring, as if anyone doesn't believe I snore.
She is posting it live on Youtube and some other place.
Help me find a new friend lol...
Now I am napping... Mommy took video of me snoring, as if anyone doesn't believe I snore.
She is posting it live on Youtube and some other place.
Help me find a new friend lol...
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Spring is coming... maybe?
My Mom bought me new tshirts for summer, however, I keep wearing sweaters. When is it going to be warm?
Weather in Florida has been nutsycoocoo... We love saying that word, but in reality the world is freezing me.
Weather in Florida has been nutsycoocoo... We love saying that word, but in reality the world is freezing me.
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