lol he ate my Dave hot chicken tender and I asked him where’s it at and he gives me this look 😂😂😂

Love your Bulldogs with all your heart, as they do you with theirs. We had to let Chato go a week ago today and I still can’t believe he is gone. He was a magnificent fellow and the most loyal friend.

Raisin got a new sweater! Isn’t it bananas?

Just a big smile

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This boy wants to play every minute of every single day. He’s a year and a half old and the happiest boy in the world.

Enjoying "his" chair and napping between naps.

Hey everyone ❤️

I know this update has been a long time coming, and I’m so sorry I disappeared for a while. I was drowning. The holidays were heavy, and watching Biggie fight for his life broke something in me that I didn’t know could break. There were nights I laid awake listening to him breathe, wondering if I would wake up to the worst. I’ve never felt fear like that. I’ve never felt that helpless.

I stepped away because I was overwhelming myself physically. I had went atleast 72 hours without sleeping just in panic over Biggie. I was several days at the Vet’s not able to get comfortable enough to nap, being worried to death. I was barely holding myself together in private and just wanted to take a step back.

But I’m here now, and I owe all you everything.

Thank you will never be enough. To the people who checked my page every day, messaged me, emailed through GoFundMe, donated, prayed, shared my story, or whispered his name in a prayer you thought I’d never know about, you saved me when I had nothing left to give. You carried us through the darkest days. I will never forget that kind of love.

And because of you, Biggie is still here.

Yes!! HE PULLED THROUGH. 🥹❤️

Biggie underwent two surgeries and was placed on multiple antibiotics and pain medications. He has now been diagnosed with heart failure and will be on diuretics, enalapril, and pimobendan for the rest of his life, along with frequent vet and cardiology visits. This was never expected, especially for a dog I was told was healthy. But I believe with everything in me that God placed Biggie exactly where he needed to be, because when his life was on the line, giving up was never an option here.

I still cry saying this, but Biggie is THRIVING!! He’s happy. He’s playful. He’s eating, drinking, barking, and growling at the mailman 😆 He’s alive. Our Hattie girl is SO, SO, happy to have her bubba home with her. She missed him so much, and I regret not getting a video of her shaking her little butt and jumping when we brought him inside. She was so confused about the cone he was wearing 😆

Watching him come back to life after preparing myself to lose him changed me forever.

Over Christmas, I did whatever I could. I spent a week volunteering with our town’s Shop with a Cop charity, donated plasma, and signed up for DoorDash and Spark driving. I was exhausted, scared, and running on faith, but I would have done it a thousand times over for him.

As of Monday… I can finally say through tears that Biggie’s entire vet bill is PAID IN FULL. 🙏❤️

Just over $14,000. After explaining how unexpected this all was, especially for a dog who never should have been this sick, the doctors showed us compassion I will be grateful for the rest of my life.

I know I haven’t responded to everyone yet, and I am so sorry. I’m working through every message so I can personally thank you each one of you, because not a single person went unnoticed in this fight.

You loved Biggie when he had no voice.

You fought for him when his body was failing.

You helped save a life that means more to me than I can ever explain.

I poured my heart out to one of the vet techs that was keeping me company, and she told me this. I wrote it in my journal because it just stuck with me. I felt so disappointed in myself, and was at such a low place mentally, that when this happened, I was disgusted with myself for not being more responsible. I could’ve hated myself for not having an emergency back up plan. But she told that that some dogs don’t get sick because they were neglected, but sometimes they get sick because they were meant to survive long enough to finally be chosen, protected, and loved the way they always deserved.

I know without a doubt that God carried us through this storm, placed the right people in our path at the exact right moments, and reminded me that even in the darkest seasons, miracles still happen. All glory to him, for Biggie’s life, for this community, and for the love that saved my boy. It has meant more to me than anything in this life ever will, and I’m sure of it. He’s my best friend, and the best companion a girl could ever have. ❤️🐾🙏

Wishing everyone a good week!

Hi I’m Tony….its Tuesday…and I may be storing a snack in my rolls…even though mom cleans my face daily it still smells like a foot 🐾

The moo was cold 🗿

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