Thursday I worked from Shawn's place. He and his roommate have a new puppy, Boomer. Boomer, a 12 week old bulldog puppy, is the cutest little thing...with many pointy teeth!
I totally forgot about Boomer until I saw her little face. Look! Look how adorable! Look at all her wrinkles, and that face! I think I got her a little riled up. It may have been related to all the kissing and snuggles or maybe even the high pitched voice I used when talking to her. OK I realize she doesn't look excited here. But believe me, this is her excited expression.
She's actually pretty small. She's shorter than my cat Simba, but much bigger around. Here she is with Shawn getting some lovin. All day long she suffocated Shawn by trying to lay on or next to him.
On my lunch break, I took her outside for a walk. It was at this time I learned the major difference between owning cats and dogs: warm poop in a bag.
I don't really think bulldogs are big fans of walking. It may also be because she's a baby. Either way, this issue was eventually remedied when Boomer realized my pant leg was a great toy.
There was quite a bit of growling and tugging going on. Check out the size of those paws! Her dad is 68 lbs...
I grabbed a stick and used it to entice her off my pant leg. She ate it, another stick and some leaves. Though she has a lot of teeth, most of them are tiny. Tiny but sharp.