The British Bulldog our first British Bulldog.

British bulldog

British bulldog Angus and me on the left with the famous dr Harry Australian TV personality

I was only vaguely aware of the British Bulldog way back in 1989, there were none to be seen on walks in the local parks, until my 12 year old son came racing home from our neighbours one day and pleaded for me to buy one of my neighbours puppies, a British Bulldog!   A well guarded secret it seemed, perhaps I was too busy in my own garden or at work to have known that Bessie was a Bulldog and had a litter of puppies!

Puppies were $600 back in those days, the pups were from Kennel Registered dogs, so that meant she came with pedigree papers and all.    We were basically a one income family with four kidlets, so we arranged with our neighbor to pay $100 a month and then Daisy would be truly ours.

 

Our first British bulldog continued

We prepared our laundry with basket, newspapers for toilet training, a small barrier across the laundry door entrance into family room.    We were given a list of instructions for food preparation, when to change from puppy food to teenager and then adult food.   Vaccination schedule explained and most important a list of potential health problems we could encounter.

We actually had to sign off on the sale , that we were aware of some of the pitfalls that applied to squishy faced dog breeds.  We were given several chances to back out of the intended sale and were challenged in a good and honest way about being able to afford the upkeep of the pup.    As it turned out I was just starting a casual job , so we went ahead.

 

Meet daisy our first British bulldog

 

British Bulldog

Our beautiful daisy

All in the family were delighted with this energetic bundle of joy and destruction, our life was turned upside down.  She was headstrong to say the least but so loveable.   Surprisingly toilet training was easy.   Every time she ate, within 10 minutes we would take her to the same corner in the garden and one of us would stand and whistle while she did what she had to do .

I had learnt this from being around horse stabling at race courses.   This proved an invaluable training, whenever we had to take Daisy in the car, she could relieve herself before hand on our cue.

Continued 

My son soon wanted to take her to the show ring and show off his pride and joy!    What a shock we got when we saw the other bulldogs who were mainly quiet and restrained, and much better conformation than our own Daisy.   She jogged around the ring with me hanging on , instead of a nice paced walk, jumped up and slobbered the judges with her big wet kisses.

Needless to say Daisy neither had the temperament or conformation to do well at shows, so our Saturdays and Sunday afternoons became ours again.   (Although I did find out in later times that many of the dogs were sedated to behave well in the ring)  We went on to buy another female from successful breeders from the Eastern States but that’s for another blog.

 

Daisy our special British Bulldog

Love bulldogs

I smell treats daisy the fridge and larder raider

Daisy lived into her 12th year, with minimum veterinary care, except for when she demolished the webbing of a tennis racket and part of the frame, and when she got pyromitra, (womb infection) from having too many seasons and not being mated.     These two incidences were treated and life according to Daisy went on.

As all families are when our furry companions leave us, we were emotionally devastated.   But at least we had one other British to help us through the grieving process, Peggy who we had bred at home.   But that’s another story. Daisy died within 24 hours of the passing of our East Coast Dog, Lola.    She howled and howled for hours and then her heart gave out on her.  Rest in peace Daisy, so loved.

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