Becky & I
Becky and I at the Sundial Bridge in Redding, California.
Over five years ago, one of my best friends came into my life. She has brought me so much joy. She is my spirit animal and I am her emotional support human. Her name is Becky, my toasted marshmallow French bulldog. We share matching personalities. She is as stubborn as I am, has short bursts of physical energy, and then wants to chill, and is a clown, like me.
It all started a little over five years ago. I first met Becky in Oahu, Hawaii to celebrate my brother Colby’s college graduation. He had a French bulldog named Willow who gave birth to 9 puppies a couple of weeks before we arrived in Hawaii. I can’t even fathom having to take care of a litter of 9 French bulldogs, especially during finals week. Shortly after my brother’s graduation, he moved back to California, he surprised me with one of his puppies, Becky. I decided to keep her name because I loved it so much. The rest is history.
Becky, like most dogs of her breed, is a little menace but only in short bursts. She is the class clown and the life of the party. There is never a dull moment with her. She loves people but is a bit standoffish towards other dogs. What’s great is that she matches my energy. I take her on a 2-mile walk every day, play fetch with her, and then she is passed out for most of the day. She is a bit of a crackhead when she doesn’t get a walk, so when it isn’t too hot, I get her out of the house so she can walk and sniff every bush along the way.
She is the ultimate cuddle bug. Whether you are reading a book, lying in bed, or watching a movie, she is right by your side snuggling up right next to you. She loves to attack the vacuum, the broom, or the hose when I water the plants. She loves to look over the balcony or out my room window to see what’s going on and to overlook her kingdom. One of her favorite activities aside from going on a walk or going to the park is to visit my grandparents' house. She loves going to the pool. Frenchies are not able to swim on their own, but that doesn’t stop Becky. She thinks that she will save you when you jump off of the diving board and literally starts losing it. Usually after a fun day at the pool, she is dead and can’t move the next day.
Right now, we bred Becky and have had her puppies for about 9 weeks. They are such a joy, but as an animal empath, I can’t bear the thought of having to sell her precious puppies. She has been a sweet momma and her relationship with her puppies is adorable. She has 4 puppies, 2 boys and 2 girls. Their names are Frankie, Snoop, Daisy, and Barbie and they are all adorable.
I love Becky so much. She came into my life at the perfect time. I have struggled with mental health issues which I will talk about in a future blog post, so when Becky came into my life, she was literally a Godsend. Her quirky antics and her unamused face kills me every time I am with her. She is so cute and her hilarious personality cures me of my depression. Whenever I am having a rough day, I can lean on Becky to help lighten my day. I love her so much and am so blessed to have her sweet spirit in my life. I cherish every moment that I have with her.
Halloween in Old Town Temecula
