But guess what? I finally stabilized enough to have my foot sutured, and as of 8/15/25… the sutures are out, the cone is gone, and I’m bandage-free! 🎉 My foot looks amazing — and more importantly, I feel amazing!

All I need now is a glass slipper and a family to call my own. 💕

I’m so grateful to the wonderful humans who helped me heal: Allen Veterinary Hospital, Frisco Emergency Pet Care, Josey Ranch Pet Hospital and of course, my awesome foster folks.

Even though I was pretty sick, I made so many friends along the way. I actually looked forward to my daily car rides to the vet clinic. Everyone there treated me like royalty. They said I was so sweet, so pretty, and so well-behaved, I could model for vet school demonstrations! I kind of became the unofficial mascot at Frisco ER, and they really made me feel special.

Now that I’m feeling better, I’m embracing my true self: a pampered princess! 👸 I love being cuddled, doted on and fed delicious meals. Lounging is my favorite activity… ideally somewhere soft, cozy and fit for a queen.

At this point in my life, I’m looking for my own kingdom. No furry courtiers, please. I’ve earned my crown, and I’d love to spend my golden years being adored and spoiled like the royalty I am.

Would you like to be my happily ever after? I’m ready for my fairy tale ending.

With love and bum wags,
Denali Daphne
XOXO 💖

10/26/25 UDPATE: We’re working to find Denali Daphne a great family!

She writes: Happy (almost) Halloween, friends! 👑

Remember me? It’s Denali Daphne, the beautiful, sweet and sassy Queen D herself!

I’m spending my spooky season perched here in the pumpkin patch, waiting for my King… The Great Pumpkin! Have you seen him? Because this royal gal is on the lookout!

My foster folks took me to Bull-O-Ween last weekend, and oh my gourd, it was amazing! I was secretly hoping I’d meet my Great Pumpkin there. Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t… but I’m not giving up hope!

If you happen to see him (or hear him asking about me), please send him my way. Until then, I’ll be right here in the patch, waiting patiently. When he finally picks me, he’s going to get the biggest, sweetest, most perfect Cinderella pumpkin ever. And that’s the fairytale ending we’re all rooting for!

Stay tuned, my loyal subjects!👑

Love and licks,
Queen D 💋

12/1/25 UPDATE: We’re working to find Denali Daphne the best home for her! She shares: Please pardon my French consonance, but I thought it only fitting as I crossed the threshold into Chez Maison Ménard BnB. I arrived this week, and can you say Chien Heureux—“Happy Dog?”

Just minutes after my former foster peeps left, I was already standing in Foster Dad’s office, looking up at him and asking for affection. Based on the welcome treats alone, these humans show real promise.

Both of my foster families are seasoned Lone Star Bulldog Club Rescue pros. I even agreed to transfer from one home to another to help with what they called “exigent circumstances”—a phrase I picked up from an episode of Law & Order.

While everyone was chatting, I overheard a dirty D-word: “DIET.” I also caught a few other choice terms: chunky, chubby and the dreaded fat. Surely they weren’t talking about me? Alas, it appears I must shed about 10 pounds. A gorgeous senior lady such as myself cannot rely on beauty alone; I must regain the svelte figure of my youth. Stay tuned for future glamour updates.

I also heard them call me a “green dog.” At first I was confused, but then it clicked. They must mean energy conservation. That part is true. Why get up before dinner and waste all the precious energy stored in my paws?

Now, let me tell you what I adore: being brushed, touched, stroked, hugged… you name it. I wanted to hop onto the sofa with Foster Mom to watch a Hallmark chick flick and soak up some love, but since my athletic abilities are… limited, we came up with a better plan. Foster Mom built me a stairway to heaven so I could climb up and down at will.

To show my appreciation, I snuggled right up to her and placed my paw gently on her. My way of saying, “I love being here with you, and thank you for loving on me.”

Foster Dad, on the other hand, is a complete pushover. With a little help from past adopters and the Lone Star Bulldog Club Rescue crew, he has converted to homemade food. He made a batch this morning, full of fresh ingredients: ground proteins, leafy greens, root veggies, squashes, legumes, grains, pastas, pomes, tropical fruits… yadda yadda yadda, as Seinfeld would say. A girl could get used to this kind of pampering.

At bedtime, my peeps sensed I needed extra closeness, so they moved my special stairs into the doggy dormitory. I climbed right in and decided that from now on, I will be sleeping in Foster Dad’s bed. They even rebuilt a ramp to make my climb easier. How blessed am I?

I’ve also placed an unofficial claim on Foster Dad. My paw said it all as I stretched out confidently in the doggy dormitory. Do you think I can keep this guy?

For those who love seniors, I’m your girl. We offer limitless love and very few troubles. Send in your applications and maybe I’ll be your perfect match. Maybe I can find my home for the holidays.

Merry Christmas and safe travels to Santa Paws.

1/3/26 UPDATE ~ From foster girl Denali Daphne: May 2026 be your best year ever, and mine too, for that matter. 💙

We retired seniors are wonderfully low-maintenance. We ask for very little and cherish the same things you do: serenity, comfort, peace, and most importantly, excellent food. I express my appreciation after meals with what my people lovingly call the Bowl Clang Symphony. Consider that a five-star review.

Comfort is also very important to me, and I take it seriously. I rotate between my personal beds like a professional: Coolaroo, Mississippi and Fluffy. Each serves a purpose, and all are beloved. One has even received a thoughtful repair from Foster Mom, which just proves that love (and upholstery thread) can fix just about anything.

I’m well behaved, occasionally stubborn and deeply affectionate. I prefer to be the only dog in the home. After all, at my age, who wants to compete for attention and cuddles?

My people say it takes a special heart to adopt a senior. They’ve welcomed many over the years. Some found forever homes, and some stayed on as cherished lifers. Either way, seniors like me give back far more love than we ask for.

If you’re looking for a calm, devoted companion with excellent manners and a gentle soul, I may be your girl. Looking for love? Send in an application and I may be your perfect match!

1/31/26 UPDATE ~ We’re working to match Denali Daphne to a great family for her!

She writes: Dear adoptive Bulldog-sphere,

Dame Denali Daphne reporting in with some very good news.

I moved into my new digs exactly two months ago weighing 67 pounds. Today, I proudly tip the scales at 60.4 pounds, a 9.9% loss in just two months. While I still have some work to do before reaching full “bikini-ready” status for warm weather, I strongly advise you not to bet against me.

I am a senior gal, turning 10 years young in May. These days, my puppy playtimes have gracefully given way to frequent and much-appreciated nap days. All I truly want is a loving home, a warm bed, and plenty of good food. And I assure you, I am very grateful for all three.

Speaking of beds… my people promised me a new one, and I spotted it sitting on a chair with the tag still attached. Taking matters into my own paws, I attempted to retrieve it myself. Sadly, physics was not on my side, as you may have seen in the video. Back to my current bed I went, dignity mostly intact.

I am also pleased to report that I’ve returned to my post as guard dog. Do not let the snoring fool you. I am always on duty.

I know not every adopter is looking for a senior Bulldog. Truly, it takes a special soul with a compassionate heart. In return for that kindness, I have nothing but love, loyalty and gratitude to give.
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From her foster pops: Regarding Denali’s weight loss, she’s thriving on the same homemade food regimen we learned from volunteers Nancy and Scott, with some added wisdom from Katie and Matt.

We rotate proteins every two weeks, but (as with humans) the biggest factor has been portion control. Meals have been adjusted to ¾ cup per serving. Like her fellow residents at Bulldog Happy Hour, she also enjoys fresh and frozen fruit, cottage cheese, sliced cheese, yogurt and the occasional bit of pastry.

I love making their food. And judging by the enthusiastic bowl-clang symphony, they love it too.

2/27/26 UPDATE ~ We’re working to find a great home for foster girl Denali Daphne! She writes: My retirement years are unfolding in the literal lap of luxury. How blessed am I to have found Lone Star Bulldog Club Rescue? I now enjoy a comfortable, happy foster home, with soft beds, warm snuggles and all the love a girl could ask for.

That said, I do still maintain a (reduced) work schedule. One of my primary responsibilities is keeping Foster Dad calm and emotionally supported. You should have seen the look of horror on his face as he watched the blizzard totals in his former hometown climb to record-breaking levels! Thankfully, I sensed his distress immediately and snuggled in a little closer.

Mission accomplished. His anxiety eased, his breathing slowed and before long, he nodded right off to sleep. Just another way I earn my keep around here.

Now that I’ve completed my shift… is it Bulldog Happy Hour yet? I’ve definitely worked up an appetite.

3/23/26 UPDATE ~ We’re working to match Denali Daphne to the right family for her! She writes: My needs these days might surprise you. They’re beautifully simple. A cozy home, soft beds, good food and love. That’s it. In return, I offer unwavering affection and my very own “security services”…more on that in a moment.

At nearly 10 years old, I understand my adoption prospects may not be what they once were, but please don’t let that fool you. I’m a happy, content girl who still has so much love and companionship to give. I’m especially grateful to the kind people who recognize the value of a seasoned dog and the special bond we share with our humans. It’s truly something extraordinary.

Now, I’ll be honest…every now and then I have a little “oopsie” or wander into a room and forget why I went there. But from what I can tell, plenty of humans do the same thing, so I’d say we’re in good company.

As for my duties: while it may look like I spend my days napping (often), I’m actually keeping a watchful eye on my surroundings. My version of security is subtle but effective. I stay close, stay aware and make sure everything feels safe and calm. It’s important work, especially when it involves supervising the human who also happens to prepare my meals.

At heart, I’m what you might call a gentle soul… bringing comfort, calm, and quiet companionship wherever I go. I’m happiest sharing peaceful moments, soaking up love and returning it tenfold (especially in the evenings when it’s time to wind down together).

If you’ve ever considered opening your home to a dog in their sunset years, I hope you’ll think about all we bring to your life… steadiness, gratitude and a kind of love that only comes with time.

4/7/26 UPDATE ~ We’re working to find Denali Daphne a great family for her! She writes: Dame Denali Daphne reporting from her peaceful kingdom…

Some may call me a golden girl, but I prefer sunshine girl. Give me a warm patio, a quiet day and a cozy place to rest, and I am living my very best life.

Speaking of comfort… I take my lounging very seriously. My bed is a carefully curated masterpiece (a blend of Coolaroo and Mississippi, customized to perfection). My foster staff (yes, staff) tested several versions before I gave my royal approval. I do enjoy a good chew now and then, so occasional “renovations” are required… but nothing my team can’t handle. 😉

I’ll admit, I’m a lady who knows what she likes. I prefer serenity over chaos, which means big, busy events just aren’t my scene. I thrive in a calm, predictable home where I can relax, recharge and enjoy the finer things in life.

But don’t mistake my love of peace for a lack of love. I am a loyal, soulful companion who will happily share my quiet world with someone special.

If you’re an approved applicant and would like to meet me, private audiences can be arranged through Lone Star Bulldog Club Rescue (my people will handle the details).

I’m looking for a family who appreciates sunshine, comfort and a distinguished lady of refined taste.

Stay tuned for further dispatches.