Saturday, December 11, 2010

"It's like a big, cream colored baby!!"

So, I'm not much of a dog person. Well, I enjoy dogs, but have a hard time getting over their smells, shedding and excitability. Plus, I may be more annoyed by the people who own dogs than any dog. The term "crazy cat lady" is thrown arround quite often, but almost every one I know who has a dog is a crazy dog person. Yes, I'm talking about you who will not hang out with other humans because you can't leave your dog alone. Yes, I'm talking about you who made Corgi shaped cookies for Thanksgiving. Yes, I'm talking about people who mention their dog in every blog post. I myself recently posted a photo album featuring my cat in a series of Winter fashions, so we all have our faults.

Clearly appropriate for
an apartment
I've toyed with the idea of getting a dog, mostly to appease Justin, for quite some time. However, their smellyness, need for constant care, and apartment dwelling deters me. Justin had a Vizsla, German Shorthair and Weimaraner mix growing up and still loves that dog more than he enjoys most people. If it were up to him he would have one of those breeds or the largest dog he could find (see Mastiff, Great Dain, etc.)

I, however, am attracted to smaller dogs who serve the same function as cats: snuggling. I want to be able to pick up a dog and sling it around like an oversized baby. Unfortunately most small dogs are twitchy, yappy and generally unseemly. Getting most any small dog would probably annoy me and do nothing for Justin's overall happiness.

ENTER: The Bulldog Family

In our old apartment building some guy on our floor had an English Bulldog named Barkly. Barkly had an incredible name and was a terribly majestic beast. He always looked annoyed by exercise which is an important characteristic. At that same building we also saw a tenant walking an English bulldog puppy that snarfled uncontrollably and we were told had a heart murmur. Precious.

In the last six months or so I've moved my adoration from English Bulldogs to French Bulldogs. French Bulldogs are stout and muscly looking like the English, but smaller and easier to manage. The French also don't look as saggy and melty as English dogs. I don't see many French Bulldogs in person, so my newfound love for them wasn't officially solidified until I saw the ads for Due Date. The cream colored Frenchie in that movie is pretty much all I could ask for in a dog.

Gimme gimme gimme gimme

We saw Due Date this afternoon and that dog caused me to gasp everytime he was on screen. I fell madly in love with it and kept telling Justin, "It looks like a fuzzy cream colored baby and I WANT IT." You could feel no sadness with that dog in your life, I'm sure of it. Now, the main thing keeping me from getting one is the price tag. Frenchies are expensive and I don't want to get some sort of hybrid dog. Unless it will still look very much like a French Bulldog.

I will have one. This dog will be mine!


Jess said...

We saw due date today too and I have to say sunny was quite adorable.
I am one of this dog people you speak of in your post however I will leave him at home, he can fend for himself haha. And I don't make dog shaped cookies, but I do mention him in a lot of my posts. Mainly because we don't have children Ricky and I love to spoil Bruce. So when I think of our daily life, he is always there and quite franky adds a lot of humor in our lives.
Sorry if my constant dog talk drives you nuts :-) haha

Liz said...

Sunny was soooo adorable! Like I said everyone with a dog is a crazy dog person. It is hard to avoid. You should post about whatever makes you happy!

Justin Steyer said...

Though I am sure I can still get you to reconsider the whole Mastiff thing, French Bulldogs are a good middle-ground

Katie said...

You should get one from a rescue org!