Bowser Dan

Bowser Dan

Adios rescue! It’s me Bowser Dan leaving ya’ll behind! And look at my new family!  I have a new fur brother whose name is Blubby. He’s a little older than me but he has a lot of energy and he loves to play!  And the beautiful lady in the middle is my new mom, Stephanie. And she loves me!  

Our love affair started last week when she met several times. And then she had a wedding over the weekend, and I didn’t hear from her. I was worried because I have been trying to be on my best behavior and putting my best paw forward, but you never know. But first thing Monday morning she texted my foster mom and said, ” Let’s make this official. I sure missed Bowser.”  Oh, I could hardly stand it, I started throwing my stuff in a bag and I was ready to go.  So today was my adoption day!  

Over the last few months, I was a student of Ms. Jenelle and I learned a lot. I learned that I could walk where I wanted to go and running and knocking everything over was not nice. I learned to sit and take a treat out of a hand and not grab and go. I learned that when people loved me, I would always have food and a home. I will say I was a work in progress. Being a bulldog, sometimes I was bullheaded, and I would forget my manners, and back to class I went.  But you know what? No one ever gave up on me. They loved me when I was not so lovable and in time, I figured out that this thing called manners was so much better than “sitting in time out.”  I graduated classed  with a A and a Blue Ribbon.

So, here I am with the best family ever, and my life is perfect. Bowser Dan is “see ya later,  alligator!”

Hello bulldog people, it’s me Bowser Dan joining rescue! Sometime when things are not going well you just have to pack your backpack and relocate. And that is just what I did. My family had 2 other males and because they were bigger and taller, I found myself being “bullied” a lot. Everyone wanted to be the boss, but me. I just wanted to get along.  But more often than not they ganged up on the “little fella” and I got the bad end of the deal. I have some sores on my neck and around my ears that are healing, but I told myself the last time it happened that was going to be the last time.

 

Dog fights are no fun and getting hurt was no fun either. I am so happy that my family realized that this was happening and they called the lady they got me from and she came and picked me up.  

So here I am headed to sit in Dr Larsen’s lap and tell her all about my life. I will be 2 years old in March and after a little surgery I will be looking for my forever family that thinks I am about the cutest bulldog there ever was!

1/30/21 Update:  Hear ye, Hear ye… I am thrilled to introduce the only Bulldog you’ll ever need… until you adopt him and realize you need another…and another (maybe we should name them Lays!)

This is Bowser Dan – a small boy with a big head full of smoosh. At just about 2 years old, he still has tons of energy but knows his name and knows how to sit. So far, he has been all about kisses and pets and hugs, which works for me – will it work for you?
I’m seeing some separation issues as he cries when someone leaves the house. I am not sure if this is something he will always do or if, as any new situation can be, he is just anxious and adjusting.
He is truly a bag of smoosh.

2/2/21 Update:  I don’t mean to brag, but Foster Mom cannot stop squishing my face and telling me how cute I am. Well, she’s not wrong.

The pictures don’t do me justice, but I don’t stay still very much for them. I still have a lot of puppy energy, despite being almost 2 years old.
Foster Mom says I should have been named “Newton,” as this object in motion tends to stay in motion!
Do you have an active family? Kids to play with me? If so, I may be your perfect match to keep them busy.
I am great when it is potty time and I do love to walk. I can sit, but I don’t like to… especially if there is food involved.
I have learned that once it’s “light’s out,” it is time for bed and I settle in for the night. I say “settle in,” but Foster Mom says “turn on the snore machine.”
SO – here I am, wanting love and pets… where are you?