Yesterday's walk was topped off by a wonderful looking English Bull Dog called Achilles. I was on my way into the pharmacy and just ahead of me I saw this small - (no more than 100 lb woman) walking a magnificent English Bull Dog.
You KNOW I had to stop and love that fabulous dog. The lady said this was her second English Bull Dog. The first one was about 55 lbs - Meathead runs about 45 to 50! When the first dog died, they decided to get another one (of course), and they got Achilles - who didn't stop growing. He is about 70 lbs and 3 years old.
He was such a love. Affection personified - if you could avoid his crushing embrace. The owner warned me that he is a drooler and that I probably would need to change my clothes when I got home. I quickly assured her that we have an English Bull Dog in our family - so we are very familiar with the drool, not to mention the snoring, the burping, the passing of wind and all other bodily sounds!
"Ah," she said, "then you know!"
Indeed I do!
There is no breed of dog that has more personality or appeal!
You have to love a face like that.