French Bulldogs

After meeting a Frenchie, another piece of my heart melted… what a fascinating breed! This little cuties with bat-ears and piggy-tails have the amazing ability to take a huge Frenchie-loop, landing with all 4 paws and a snorting sound into your heart. But beware…The Frenchie-mission is to take over your heart, your mind, your life, your EVERYTHING! They want to rule you and your life and they’ll be spinning you around their fatty paws without you even noticing. The magic is in their eyes… if you look too deep into a Frenchie’s eyes, he will mezmerise you, and before you know it, your Frenchie will own you… your whole life with revolve around this cute, snoring, snorting, farting and grunting bundle of love!


Lulu’s registered name is Willow, which means graceful and slender. Ok, ok, ok…. Lulu doesn’t really represents the word “graceful” or “slender”, but she definitely is as strong as a willowtree. The black dot on her head with her bubbly personality made me think of the name Lulu, and so Willow became Lulu. The name “Lulu” means “pearl” in Arabic, so Lulu was our first pearl-girl-Frenchie. Very interesting is that my first Schnauzer breeding girl’s name was Maya and Maya also symbolizes a pearl😊

Lulu is a pied brindle and the friendliest dog I have ever had. She is a very social girl and loves anyone, greeting each person with “happy” ears (ears pulled back); wrinkly, smiley eyes and a huge smile on her face giving her an even more wrinkled look…a true Duchenne smile… She may not have a wagging tail, showing her love and friendliness, but she certainly shows it through facial expressions. This way Lulu teached met Frenchie-language, as she communicates with me through her eyes. I am so blessed to have this friendly, bubbly, loving girl as part of my life. 


I have always wanted to name one of my stud’s “Arthur” as the name sounds so strong and muscular. Before I really knew the Frenchie-breed, I thought that “Arthur” would suite a French Bulldog stud perfectly as they look so muscular on pictures… so we decided to register our first Frenchie stud as “Arthur”… and then Arthur became one of us. From the moment our eyes met, a very special bond formed between me and this lovely fawn boy. When I looked into this boy’s eyes, it seemed that I could see right through his soul deep into his heart and all I could see was a beautiful, soft, friendly and loving heart; not at all what I expected from a Frenchie. He surely stole a piece of my heart and signed his name on it, but not as “Arthur”, but mommie’s boy! So we do not call him Arthur, but Gucci, Japie and Hansie (I know, I know, it sounds so “plat Afrikaans” but he loves his names.


La-Lisa is our cute, always hopping, Blue-Fawn girl. She never says ‘no thank you’ for a play with one of the other dogs, but as soon as I say to her: “ Kom ons gaan slaap” she runs to the bed to be picked up and immediately falls asleep on my chest. My little soft-spot girl…

Monsieur Beau

Beau is our Blue Cream boy and he surely is maturing into his name which means “Handsome” in French. Beau is a very friendly, spirited boy with a strong will and as playful as can be. He loves playing in water and only drinks water if he can be covered by it. So if you’re searching for Beau, look in the babypool or container they drink water from… “My boy Beau, you have the most beautiful smile that will melt any heart and make anyone fall in love with you.”


Nonna or Nonnie is our precious fawn pied girl with a wild heart. She has such a soft look in her eyes, but don’t let that fool you as she think she’s a bull fighter… hanging onto a Schnauzer’s bushy beard or Gucci’s neck or even onto the poor old-man Milo’s tail… She certainly doesn’t make life easier for our dogs, but in the end of the day when it starts to get cooler and Nonnie starts to shiver, she still has the privilege to crawl under the Schnauzer’s warm beard or sleeping in Gucci’s neck, or even snuggle into the warm, fluffy, tail of old-man Milo. Who will not forgive Nonnie for being her target bull for the day when she looks at them with those puppy-eyes asking… “Will you please keep me warm?” And that’s our Nonnie…

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