You remember how when we took in Cookie's sister, Rosette, for a month, the damage they did to each other?

Because that's how bulldogs roll, they chew the shit out of each other's faces! Good fun.

Casual observers have noted, however, that ever since Rosie left Cookie just hasn't been the same. She's an awfully social dog, but it turns out that most dogs aren't interested in being awfully social with her. Maybe because she rolls up on them like a 40 lb. bowling ball and says HI! LET'S PLAY! YOU SMELL GOOD! HI! I'M A BULLDOG! GOD I LOVE BEING A BULLDOG! WHAT ARE YOU?! HI! HI! HI! HI! HI!!!

Seriously.

Then we heard about a little guy who needed a home . . .

. . . and who needed someone whose face he could chew the shit out of, a patient, slightly older dog who'd put up with that sort of nonsense.

Would you like to meet Peewee?

Nom nom nom nom nom.