My name was Amos, but I go by Bubba now.
In my last home, my parents got divorced and things changed a lot for me. They had to give me up and I went into boarding at the vet's office.
It was hard me to understand why I was in this strange, new place with dogs barking all the time. But the people there fed me, told me I was cute and let me go outside. I really liked being out there on the grass, under the trees.
I had a nice lady from Lone Star Bulldog Club Rescue visit me. She would bring me treats, take me for walks and tell me all was going to be OK. She ended up taking me to her house, and I was called a "temporary" foster dog.
But, gosh... being 8 years old, I had already been through so much. I was tired, scared and sad. I hoped this was all going to be different. When I walked into her house, I was taken back. She had a backyard and a door that I could use to go outside any time I wanted. No crate, meals twice a day, fresh cool water and a nice place to sleep. It was all I ever dreamed.
At first, I would get scared that when this family left the house, they wouldn't come back.
I would get really anxious. But you know what? Over time, I learned they would always come back home and that I wasn't being left alone again.
Here is the greatest thing, ya'll: I met what they call a best friend for life. A 14-year-old girl in the family sat with me, kissed me and told me I was the most beautiful Bulldog in the world. She was my new person; I found my BFF.
I decided her room is where I belonged at night. I would lay right there on the human bed with my new best friend every night. I got kisses every morning and every night. I had never felt so much love! The family decided that I needed to stay for good. No more fostering, no more change. I was a senior dog and I needed to stay put. I got adopted by my BFF and the entire family.
In my golden years, my days are now filled with wonderful, peaceful days in the sun, just looking at the flowers outside. I take what they call "nice walks." I love getting out and seeing the people and kids in the neighborhood with my fur brother and sister. I have gained some weight, but hey, I'm retired and I deserve it. I also hear I'm popular with the teens on social media.
I don't think much about the old days, the days before I came to my new family. But when I do, I take a deep breath and relax because I know I'm in the right place. I am loved. I am treasured. I am home for good, with my family, and my best friend for life. Thank you, Lone Star Bulldog Club Rescue, for giving me hope, love and a second chance at life.