Say "Hello" to the very handsome and extremely awesome Rocky. The Big Guy lives with his younger brother Junior, and his human mom Kim, in a condo complex easily confused with a glorified old persons' home. One day, the young Junior got into a neighbor's yard and the ensuing ruckus drove Kim to the necessity of moving. She wants a neighborhood with pets, kids, and junk in the yards. I don't care what she does, as long as she's close enough so I can still sit the boys.
The troublesome Junior showing off his lower choppers. Unlike the calm and stately Rocky, the excitable Junior leeps in the air when I visit. He loves everybody and everything except cars. That's not true. He loves cars. When walking Junior, I grip the leash, so he won't chase the huge chunks of delicious beef on wheels.
I walk these two every weekend while their mom is chasing golf balls at the course. Kim is obsessed with golf the way Junior is obsessed with cars. I'm not really into golf myself. My grandfather liked golf, but I was too young to learn while he still played. He also played roller derby, but that has nothing to do with this story.
I WOULD like the clubhouse where giant beverages could be drunk with a straw.
One last picture of Mr. Loveable.
4 comments:
Junior is adorable.
Heck start you own club and have friends over to drink pretty beverages out of fancy glasses. Cheaper and much more fun anyway.
I could call it the Bark Louder Drinking Club. Sometimes, I walk a dog past a golf course, and the amount of yelling going on is amazing. They're probably all tanked up on expensive drinks.
I'm not a big fan of bulldogs, but that's so interesting. Look at those adorable toothies!
All the bulldogs I've met have been very kindly. They CAN have a lot of health issues though.
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