How this Life with Our Bossy Bully Began

This was Sally Porkchop at about 3 months old playing around in the backyard with her daddy. Something they both love to do in summer.

It took me literally, without exaggeration 12 years to convince my husband that we must become parents of an English Bulldog. The reasons why it took this long are many and complicated but without hesitation we both happily admit she is the second love of both of our lives. (Each other being the first, in case that comment was confusing.)

Finally, a life changing event of losing a parent and gaining a small inheritance allowed me to finally just put my foot down and say, "Life is too short. I want my dog to love." And the only dog I'd ever wanted was an English Bulldog. 

Luckily, my hairdresser who we officially now call Sally's godmother had known me almost all of my 12 year wait and she also knew that I desired a bulldog. Every now and then she'd just say when you convince him let me know I have a local friend who is an English Bulldog breeder. 

Being able to find a reliable local breeder was one of those many, complicated reasons I had mentioned. We had been researching, reading and talking with bulldog owners for years and knew just how important finding a good breeder was in order to ensure the least amount of common genetic and health problems that accompany bulldogs. 

So in June of 2012 I finally said I'm ready can I get the breeder's number. Within a few days I was trekking across the Narrow's Bridge to Emerald City Bulldogs and I met Sally Porkchop, the only female amongst a litter of males. One requirement of my husband was a female which was fine with me as long as I could get my bulldog.

The first time I met our girl. Sally Porkchop 4 weeks old

Without question I was immediately in love. She was tiny and really didn't do much at all but cuddle up close with her brothers. But I just knew I'd found my girl.