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We inherited our english bulldog from another family member, and agree completely with the article you posted. Poor baby can't be outside for more than 15 min. if temp is more than 75 deg. F, or less than 60 deg. F. That means no playing in dog parks (which might be a good thing), no decent walks. He is out of breath after 5 min. of a good chase game around the house, or when he goes up the stairs. He can't run up the stairs like a regular dog, he hops, front legs together first, then both back legs, like a rabbit. He snores all night long, to the extent of, if he's not snoring, I wake up and check him to make sure he's breathing. He suffers constantly from ear infections. His face, ears and the pocket under his tail must be cleaned several times a day. Good thing we love him...
Well this was fun...I just spent the better part of the last hour trying to heimlich maneuver the little bastard. He ate two HUGE holes in blanket and is still in the process of gagging and trying to throw up the pieces.
I nearly spilled my coffee I laughed so hard!
We had a Frenchie long before all the cool celebrities got them.
We had no idea at the time, but the more we learnt about the breed, the less sense it made that they should even exist.
Their body weight is so out of proportion that most cannot physically swim.
Their head size is so large that many pups have to be delivered by caesarian.
They cannot be put under for operations without severe danger.
And they are completely unsuitable for the Australian climate.
But, my God I loved that dog. His personality was just brilliant.
It took us 18 months to get another dog after he died, we will never stop mourning him.
And as wonderful as they are, we will never get another bulldog.
Oh yeah, Tomas used to eat the living room rug, too.