Tony’s Story
Getting our first Bull Terrier, after moving
into a new house with a reasonable sized back yard I started
talking about getting a dog, a Bull Terrier. And the response
from Jenny was why would you want to get a Bull Terrier. I've
always wanted to get a pure bred bullie after having a bullie
cross dog in the past. Any way after many months of building
retaining walls, fences and getting ready for the dogs arrival
he arrived.
He was dropped in by the breeder I purchased
him from, he gave me a few tips and was gone. My wife Jenny was
never really keen about getting a dog especially a Bull Terrier.
At the time of his arrival she was at work and kept saying make
sure the dog stays in the yard and out of the house.
Jen got home and said "Did you get the dog?"
I replied "He's in the laundry." Jen went into the laundry and
saw a little wrinkled bullie pup and fell in love with him
(cliffy). A couple of years down the track we got our second
bullie (Bubba), I decided to give her a go in the show ring both
of us had no idea what to do but eventually we got the idea and
won the odd class. Since then our whole life revolves around
the dogs. We had our first litter of six healthy pups three of
which received their R.O.M. certificates Errol, Louise,
Joyce.
Louise and Joyce have since had litters and
on it goes, at the moment we have about eight dogs at any one
time.
Jenny’s story
Well I didn't mind the idea of having a dog,
as long as "ït" stayed outside. But a Bull Terrier! So ugly,
so daft looking, why not a nice fluffy Husky? Tony assured me
that when I saw this Bullie pup that I would think he was cute
and he'd grow on me, Ha! He was whelped in early May and we got
him in July (very cold). The night I first saw him he was
trying to sleep on a pillow case on the cold floor, huddled up
and shuddering.
I was in love!! Wrinkly faced, big eyed,
soft and warm, Cliff was here and here to stay. He is the first
dog that I had to look after on my own (without my Mum
doing all the yuk stuff). Well this precious little bundle was
too little to go out into the cold, wet backyard. It didn't
take Cliff long to work me out, on the lounge, in the
bed, sharing my toast, chewing my shoes, tearing up any plush
toys and trying eat intimate apparel.
I could use the help with hanging out the
washing, I just didn't need Cliff to drag it around the yard
first! We took Cliff to dog training and had a reasonable
amount of control over him, finally the puppy stage seem to
have gone. He was three years old now, then came Bubba! Great!
now a brand new baby puppy to toilet train. It would be O.K.
Tony told me, because she could learn from our adult dog how to
behave. Great now we have a thirty kilo puppy (Cliffy) and
five kilo accomplice! (Bubba)
If you can't get a laugh or bit of enjoyment
out of a Bull Terrier there is something wrong with you. All
the animals I have had contact with since we started breeding
have that special "bullie thing" about them even though they
have all been different. I just can't get enough of them and
I'm sure you know what I mean. We do need to be careful with
our breed, most people don't understand them or their history.
A lot of people will automatically label them
a danger or threat to others and it is up to us as enthusiasts
to educate people, more importantly it is up to us as breeders
to ensure that our breed doesn't end up in the hands of people
who will not be responsible for their animals in regards to the
animals safety, the safety of those around the animal. This
includes the free roaming of animals in the streets and the
unwanted cross-breeding of unplanned litters.
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