Bulldog family today I joined rescue. And I am so excited to be here.
I was picked up by a local animal control for roaming around town. It was hot outside, and I was glad for a ride in the truck with some air-conditioning. The shelter workers told me I was one of their favorites, and every day they held me and told me not to be so scared.
Truth was, I am scared. My family had chopped my ears off, almost down to my head. They wanted me to look mean and act tough. Truth is I am neither. I love everyone I meet, and I am super scared, and I don’t even know what tough means. I only weigh 35 lbs. and anyone that wanted could beat me up because I am not a fighter.
The rescue lady who picked me up today named me Butterscotch. She said that was her favorite candy and that I was just as sweet as that candy.
So. bulldog people even though I am black, with cropped ears, please love me. I can’t erase my past, but I am sure going to love my future.
My name is Butterscotch. I am about 3 years old, and I will be needing a family soon who will love me forever.
