Where it all began… (I think there is a song that starts out with these words)
I was born in Florida. My mom picked me and my sister Beatrice to come live with her in Atlanta. Mom said that Beatrice and I were very stubborn when we were little. She said it was a very long 7 months to get us potty trained. Heck, it did not seem that long??
Then mom moved us to this place called Colorado. This was a great place to live because I realized I loved the snow!
My mom would make snowballs and throw them up in the air and I would catch them! Eating some snow was awesome. Just not the yellow snow.
We had a great yard to play in when we moved to Colorado. My sister and I had some good memories except for the ones when we would really fight.
Then mom said we are making a life change. Not sure what that really meant but I know that my sister went to live with Alicia because we just could not get along. And we moved to a new place called an apartment. All I know is that I lost my backyard and now have to go up and down these stairs just to go to the bathroom!
Then this is when I met ManToy!
ManToy lived in Brush. So I would get to spend weekends out in the country and I met my future brother from a different mother.
Then mom bought this great house in Fort Morgan and I had a backyard again! And learned what chickens were.
Shiloh and I did lots of snuggling.
Then mom and Mantoy decided to get a camper and hit the road. Shiloh and I did not like having to ride in that trailer. 😂
Then we made it to Washington. It was tough at first because there was no grass to do my duty on. But eventually I figured out that you just went into the bushes. Ha ha ha
They kept talking about a yurt. I had no clue what it was but wanted to help.
Lots of fun times hanging around the yurt.
Shiloh and I would ride in the truck and take a ferry to Seattle to see Papa and Nana.
Mom found creative ways to give me a bath to keep me clean in all this dirt.
Then one day mom said I had a bucket list. I asked what that was. She told me I wanted to go to the beach! So we went to the beach.
My mom loved taking pictures of me. She said I always I either looked sad or I was a deep thinker. 🤣
I have had the best life a bulldog could ask for! My mom and ManToy gave me lots of love. This is my last post on my mom’s blog. I died peacefully in my mom’s lap at home on Saturday, April 25th. I am now in doggie heaven chasing the red light and tormenting my sister!
Signing off… ❤️🌈