We are mourning the loss of an amazing, fat, sassy, Bulldog. Foster girl Lauralee earned her wings and flew to the Rainbow Bridge this week. She was running the show at the vet clinic with her larger-than-life attitude. On Friday, she woke up, went outside to potty, then came back in and collapsed. No reason, no warning. We take comfort in knowing how much she was loved by us and vet staff, and how amazing her life was once she was rescued. You will not be forgotten, Lauralee.
My name is a Lauralee. I am new to rescue and I am six years old. I was bred nearly to death, but was given my retirement papers and taken to a shelter to find a new family. This nice lady, Wendy found out I was there and she came to visit me and told me everything would be alright. She came back a few days later and said it was “time to get out of here.”
But before I could leave, I had to have an operation. I had a badly infected uterus than needed to be removed. That was just fine with me. My days of birthing babies is over forever. And boy do I feel better now that that is done. Miss Wendy took me home and said someone was coming to get me and take me to a land where they were all kinds of Bulldogs just like me. She was right! I am at the vet office and have been waling around checking it out. There are Bulldogs around every corner. I wonder if any are my babies?
A little more about me. I am sweet and very sociable. I don’t really like walking that leash, but they say I need to learn. But in the meantime I have some work to be done to get ready for my debut. I need to heal up from my surgery, and I need to have some breast tumors removed. I have ear infections and a bad ear hematoma, but it has been there so long I don’t think the doctor can make it look beautiful again. I have several bad teeth. I hope they don’t pull too many of them and ruin my smile. My eyes are filled with green goop and it is hard to see. My skin itches a lot and a have a very large bold spot on my neck. Those are the major problems.
But this man who gave me a ride to the clinic loved on me and said I was not that bad and that he had seen a lot worse. So I should be ready to go in no time. I am Lauralee, and I’ll just be hanging out waiting to be matched to my perfect forever family. And no more puppies!