So, I was sending my sweetie text messages this morning; she’s stuck at LAX waiting for a flight to North Carolina via Atlanta, Georgia. She up and sends me a picture of some random bulletin board image that has a dog in it. For a few weeks now, we’ve talked about getting a cat – but she won’t take anything less than an extreme shedder. A few seconds later, she calls. She wants an English Bulldog (and not the wrestling kind). Now, I’ve been waiting for her to say something like that ever since we met. I miss Sprocket every day, and wish he was still with me. Well, she wants to find a breeder and get papers – don’t ask me why. I found Arneson’s Bullies, but can’t help but wonder if I should be looking elsewhere. I’d even be up for rescuing one from a shelter, or at least speaking with someone who can make a personal adoption recommendation. It’s pretty much THIS breed she wants… I’m not going to argue. I want a four-legged companion in my life again.