Another Day in the Life...

Staff meeting is tonight, this means that my poor, poor baby bully is home alone, well with the Hubs. That is pretty much means that she is alone. Gaby in my dog, she does not have much to so with Scott (the Hubs).

He made my dreams come true when he found her for me two years ago. I had all of a sudden googled English bulldogs. And fell in love! Wanting one was all I talked about, then I realized how much these little beauties cost…WOW!! But we had a little miracle! Someone Hubby worked with happened to have a 3 year-old “pup” that he no longer had enough time to give her… and we got Gaby for FREE!

I was sadly scared to death of her at first! She had bad manners, jumped on people, and those teeth freaked me out. Now she is nothing but my baby. 9 times out of 10, if you come by my house she and I are cuddled up on the couch. Some my thing I’m crazy for loving a dog so much (the Hubs!) but she is such a joy! So I sit here at my parents watching T.V. with no one at my feet. I'm hopeing that the staff meeting will be quick, easy, and painless!

Playing in the yard!

The weather was beautiful today! It was the first time that we've seen the sun for the whole day. Gaby was snoring in the sunshine most of the day until we found her bandanna. This meant-- photo op! So, the mean mommy and I am drug her outside in the beautiful new grass.






She is a funny do, and the only real purpose the yard gives her is to eat. Yes, my bully thinks that she is a cow. I will send her out to potty and instead if no one is looking to tell her no, she's over on the side of the house snacking.


And then it was off to the swing where she though she was going to get away from mommies camera phone...





Now my poor baby is passes out at the end of the couch at my feet (where she usually is).
I can hardly hear the T.V. over the snoring. I love it!!

This is who I am.

O.K. I am very new to this whole blogging thing. I have been reading a friends for a while now thinking "Hey I should do that too!" But I never knew what to write about, I mean my life?... Boring! Then I look over at the beautiful baby (Gaby the Bulldog) and decide she is what I talk about the most- thus a blog about being a Bulldog Mamma.




Let me warn you now: I am a terrible speller, even with spell check (my best friends) things come out wrong. Please bare with me, or have fun edditing in your mind. I know Mamma is spelled incorrectly, but that is how it has always come out sence i was a little kid, so it stays. I'm still learning how to get pictures to stop appearing at the top of every post. I need some in the middle, it would give it a better look I think. It's raining at our house today, and the little fuzzy one is snoring louder than the t.v. It is beautiful music.