The bitch is an Old English. They also have an English male.
The English bull dog is the perfect stereotype of the breed. He lays around the house, and eats, and farts, and sleeps, and schitz. He is a sweetheart, but, like most English bull dogs he has racked up about $3 K in vet bills by his second birthday, plus the ridiculous purchase price of the pup.
The Old English female, on the other hand is all athlete, go, go, go. She runs laps around the house and vaults over the raised garden beds. Just as expensive to purchase as a pup, but her only vet visits have been for vaccinations and annual checkups.
And while she is not well obedience trained, she is contained. Even when she broke the leash on me, we were inside a fenced acre of sheep pasture and the pond. But yes, the 17 year old girl needs to get her schitt together and teach her dog better manners.
The closest these two come to danger is falling in the pond. They both swim just like a rock. The English male has fallen in three times and would have drowned each time were it not for someone grabbing him and hauling his ass back out of the water. But the dumb fugger still thinks that fifty degree slope is a good place for him to get a drink. He's about as graceful as a rhino walking through the figurative china shop.
If you want a nice warm expensive, high maintanence, throw rug which farts all over the house, get an English bull dog.
If you want some action and fun, get an Old English bull dog.
