I’m a high-energy French Bulldog who has been living in The Bronx, NY for the past year and a couple of months. I live with my human mom, Yaritza, her husband, her mom and dad, and my five-year-old Pomeranian brother, named Bobby. I love my family but, if I had to pick a favorite, everyone would tell you it’s Yaritza’s dad. I have a box of toys and every day when he gets home, I make sure to take them ALL out so he and I can play together!
Speaking of ‘playing’, I LOVE PLAYING! My family will tell you that I’m the happiest and most energetic dog you will ever meet. My mom has to take me to the park almost every day and take me for multiple walks – a few more than my lazy brother Bobby gets, who becomes tired quickly and would rather nap. Not me, though! I’m a big ball of energy from sun-up to sundown and never get tired, even since I was a little puppy.
My mom, Yaritza, says that she reached out to Central Park Puppies looking for a French Bulldog and that when they called her back and sent her pictures of me, she immediately fell in love with how little and playful I was. And when she came to meet me, the first thing I did was grab a toy, so that we could play together. Even in the many home movies my mom has of me, I’m always playing – in every single one of them! Unfortunately, sometimes my high energy and playfulness get me into trouble when I chew on certain things that apparently are ‘not toys’; like the time I chewed on Yaritza’s dad’s bar in the living room so much that ALL of the bottles came crashing down and broke on the floor.
My Pomeranian brother, Bobby, was another chewing victim when my mom first brought me home. I know chewing on your siblings sounds bad but, in my defense, it was just his fur that I liked to chew on. Have you ever tasted the fluffy long hair of a Pomeranian? It’s delicious! But I digress. I have been made aware that ‘chewing on Bobby’s fur is off limits’, which, to my surprise, has improved our relationship a lot and Bobby and I are best buds now.
Aside from the occasional sound of hair dryers, which I am absolutely terrified of, I have to say that my life as a French Bulldog in the Bronx with my family is pretty great! I play all the time, go to the park, on walks, play with my mom’s dad when he gets home, and I even love to jump up on top of my mom and dad when they are watching TV, so that I can cuddle up and watch their shows with them.
Plus, on my birthdays, I get extra special treatment! On my last birthday, my mom surprised me by decorating a part of the house, getting me a cake, and even inviting a few of my puppy pals over to play together. It was the best day EVER … and yes, I ate the whole cake! Eating is probably my second favorite thing next to playing, but luckily, I stay active enough to run it all off. On that note, I just got a sudden urge to go play. Thanks for listening!”