When I was a little girl, I used to write every year a letter to Santa Klaus, asking him to receive a bulldog as a Christmas gift, but I never got one, that is how I found out that he didn't exist.
When I was a teenager, I used to dream, to get a bulldog for my good school marks or at least for the final exam's promotion, but that didn't happened, so I almost started to think that studying isn't worth it.
When I was a young lady, searching for the prince charming, I was actually looking for somebody who would prefer giving me a bulldog, instead of the same old ring, this didn't happen and so I started to hope for all them (the young gentleman) to become frogs!!
When I got "older", I started to "torture" my husband in order to get a bulldog, but he really didn't want to hear about it. For some reason he was convinced that a bulldog; didn't have the right to be classified as a dog! I started thinking that my old dream will probably never get realized and so I had, under my roof, many other animals such as; a bobtail, a Maremma and Abruzzer Sheepdog, a Pekingese and even a Persian cat. But  their affection and their character differences weren't enough for me, I always felt that emptiness related to my "love at first sight"( = bulldog)!
Finally in 1993, my family got so tired of my continuous that they  brought me a bulldog: Berny, and nowadays I am always more convinced that; that dog has changed our lives.
After him, Bonny has arrived...and then Vulcan...Bonny had rewarded me with a birth of her puppies, that is when I realized how much hard work there is behind growing the puppies, but also how much joy they can bring you.
Tosca, Scooter, Priska, Holly, Brixia ,Tommy, Isabel, Igor and Diana came after Bonny and Vulcan, but we haven't had enough!!
They have invaded our lives, changed our habits and ways of living, but living with them made our lives complementary, they emotion and surprise us with their infinite and marvellous ways.

I will end my letter, with these "stolen" words; hope that the author won't get upset about it!! but I find these word so perfect for the occasion and they express my way of thinking.

"every time I hear my bulldogs "snore"...
every time I see them "laugh"..
every time I have the chance to give them a caress..
every time I see a newborn puppy, facing life..
I feel myself as the richest person of the whole world and until
I will be able to feel these emotions; I will feel myself worth my dogs love.
I will always be stimulated to select and grow, with passion and
dedication this beautiful race. Growing dogs is not a profession,
it is not a job and it is not something I must to do.. it is a passion,
it the feeling that gives you the greatest joy!"

Barbara