French Bulldog Blog, French Bulldog Health

Yoda

Tiffany
 Steve and I always dreamed of owning a French Bulldog. We lost Subee so unexpectedly and after a few nights of crying ourselves to sleep, Steve suggested that we look at Frenchie puppies. I wasn’t ready but I knew a puppy wouldn’t be a bad thing. The thing about marriage is finding a place where you both exist happily and I could see that looking at puppies was bringing joy back to Steve in a time that felt somewhat joyless. I don’t want to go too much into the details that come Keep Barking[...]
French Bulldog Blog, Pitbull

Zeke

Tiffany
My husband Steve and I went on our first date in 2009. I met him at his apartment before we headed out to our local Greek Festival for good food and way too much wine. When I arrived I was greeted by Zeke. Zeke is a very intimidating American Staffordshire Terrier (what most people know as a pitbull), he barked, stood his ground as I entered, and then promptly hugged me (yes, he really gives hugs). Zeke loved me before my husband and I even knew we loved each other. It’s funny how we can never Keep Barking[...]