A Dog Lover's Bucket List - Done - American Bulldog Breed Achieved

Really, I'm an all around animal lover but large breed dogs have a special place in my heart. I've had one large dog or another for most of my life. From Rottweilers to a Bordeaux Mastiff, from a half wolf, half chow to a pit bull, I've been blessed with the best.

This article will introduce you to my latest baby, the newest addition to our family, Woo. Finally, I can check this breed off my bucket list. Just brought home today, Woo is a whopping six weeks old and chunky like you wouldn't believe. This child is solid. It's like picking up a little boulder with puppy breathe.

My husband and I are both grinning from ear to ear.

I first fell in love with really big dogs when I was around four or five years old. Of course, I had a little dog before that. They have always been around, much to my joy.

Being a real handful for my poor parents, I was forever sneaking off out into the woods.

My father got a large Australian Shepard when he finally realized there just would be no corralling me without putting bars on all the doors and windows.

I seem to remember that was mentioned.

That dog and I became instantly inseparable. At an early age, (and some would argue still now), I didn't have enough sense to be scared of things in the woods, getting lost in the woods, or anything really.

Living in the backwoods of Mississippi, we were surrounded by forests, streams, creeks, and wonderful greenery as far as the eye could see or I could roam.

Snoopy always went wherever I wanted to go. Be it cave, creek or tree fort, that dog stayed by my side. He saved my bacon more than once. Several water moccasins departed this life at his bite when we encountered them. Once, he even killed a rattlesnake in the back yard that was hiding under my play table.

To me, he was like family. Since good old Snoopy, I've had many a large dog and loved each and every one of them. Over the years, I've developed a list of large dog breeds I wanted to own. For most of the breeds on the list, I can honestly say I had at least one and several I even bred. But, I've never had an American Bulldog.

I've wanted one for years. It just never worked out right, until today that is. Bully achieved! Finally, I have an American Bulldog puppy, often referred to as Bully dogs. She's so cute. I just want to scoop her up and kiss her all night long.

Image credit; Used with the permission of Julia Melton, proprietor of Dunn Brokus Kennel located in Ms.

I was born at Dunn Brokus Kennel in the beautiful state of Mississippi. Funny, I'm a Mississippi native gal transplanted to Tennessee and so is Mom, Vix. Neat, huh?

My dam is Lacey and my sire is Bully. This is Dad, Bully. Isn't he handsome? He weighs 130 lbs, enjoys riding on the four wheeler, visiting with guests and pond hopping.

When Vix bent down to get goodbye kisses from Bully, it did not go unnoticed that his head is bigger than hers. He's adorable, lovable, full of energy and a great bulldog.

Image credit; Images of Lacey, Bully and Dunn Brokus Kennel are used with the permission of Julia Melton, owner.

Lacey loves being in the pond, playing with us nine puppies and chasing after Bully. Yep. That's right. Mom had nine of us in my litter. I was a shy one.

When Vix came to pick me out, I was out in my huge, outdoor kennel with my brothers and sisters playing. She saw me lay in wait until everyone else was wrestling and then I stole the toy. He he!

Currently, I'm bunking with Mom and Dad. Sammie Cat just loves that! Snickering here I am.

Soon, I will need my own bed. Mom is looking at these. I'm going to get really big. While I will have tons of energy and spend most of the day outside, I have to sleep somewhere.

When looking for a large breed bed, look for durability, something that won't promote flea and tick population growth and is really easy to clean.

Okay, guys and gals, it may sound strange but here it is. Work gloves. I know, it sounds bizarre but I kid you not, this child is tearing us up. She loves to play which of course involves biting. She's a puppy. It's what they do.

This breed has signifcantly more energy as a young puppy than the rotts, pitts, and mastiff we are most used to. Both Mr. Vix and myself are covered in bite marks where this baby has drawn blood just playing. She's really sweet. She doesn't mean to.

Instead of yelling no or not physically playing and letting her bite hands, which we do with all of our puppies, Mr. Vix got smart and whipped out the work gloves.

It's like she knew it somehow protected us. What we thought was biting hard increased like you wouldn't believe along with chomping down and twisting the head at the same time. That would leave some nice skin tears.

Tomorrow is a big day for me. I have to go to the vet for shots. Fun :(. Mom even gave me a bath earlier. I didn't like that very much so I made sure to share. He he, she got wetter than I did. I'm going to get some sleep now.

Check back soon. Mom is forever snapping pictures of my cuteness. Sweet dreams.

Woo is a most productive puppy. She's always doing something. Her current favorite foods are stolen kitty kibble and Daddy's strawberry soda. Mom says it's not good for me but I make cute faces until Daddy gives me some! He he. I like the bubbles.

I've grown bunches. I'm up to 20 pounds. I have a few new hobbies and am exploring further and further all the time. Here are some things I'm working on learning right now.

There are a few grown up puppies too!

You realize this means bath? This is actually the second time today she has gone and wallowed in the mud! She's so funny. She gets all good and covered in mud and takes off bounding through the yard, ears flopping and generally looking like a mud covered ball of joy.

I get hot and I don't much like it. I do like to play in the water from the hose. Hose me! I'll bite it and bark at it and growl at it and bound about acting silly goofy.