As the long summer days roll on and families squeeze in last-minute vacations, yours portly is resorting to an old chestnut with an extremely niche audience: Bull Terrier Tuesday.
If you want to know about my dog, the nine-year old bull terrier Murphy, keep reading. If you’d rather not know about my adorable, stubborn old girl, feel free to read some of my other posts to tide you over until the real substantive content returns.
Last summer I suddenly, inexplicably went a bit dog crazy. I was not looking for a bull terrier at all, but stumbled upon one on at Petfinder. I spoke with a representative from BTRM, and we realized that that particular dog would not be a good fit for me due to his advanced age and delicate health issues.
She put my information into their database and said it might be a few months before a dog came available in my area. One week later, while moving a then-girlfriend to Athens, Georgia, I got a call from BTRM asking me to foster an older girl who was good with children and other dogs.
Regular readers know of my boyish love for LEGO sets of any kind, and that I’ve been building more and more of them over the past year. Those same readers will know of my dog, Murphy, an eight-year old female bull terrier that I adopted last summer from The Bull Terrier Rescue Mission.
Apparently, there exists a bull terrier building set from Balody, an Asian (probably Chinese) company that makes a LEGO knock-off, with a twist: the pieces are extremely tiny. Indeed, they’re called “micro building blocks” on Amazon.
That’s where the inscrutable East gets that much more inscrutable: on Amazon, the company selling this set is called “Larcele.” I can only assume it’s a classy French rebranding to make the toy sound more European (LEGO is Danish). There’s also a site called mylozblocks.com that sells the sets.
I can’t find anything about Balody or Larcele online, other than the latter’s Amazon page. If any toy enthusiasts are reading this blog and can weight in, I’d appreciate it. Granted, I spent a grand total of maybe seven minutes searching the web, so who knows what I missed.
Regardless, a new lady friend gifted me this Balody/Larcelle bull terrier set for Easter, an incredibly thoughtful gift. It was also incredibly difficult to build, despite the box boasting a difficulty level of three out of five blocks (whatever that means).
Well, it’s finally happened: pending some signatures and initials from folks at The Bull Terrier Rescue Mission (at the time of this writing; they will likely be immortalized in digital ink by the time you read these words), I have officially adopted Murphy.
It’s been quite an adventure since I picked her up at the Sam’s Club in Goldsboro, North Carolina on 22 July 2021. Since then, she’s been all over the I-20 Corridor in South Carolina, and all the way to Athens, Georgia. She’s spent a great deal of time sleeping on couches—those on which she is allowed, and those from which she is forbidden—and she seems to win fans wherever she goes.
After a long and eventful weekend, Murphy and I are back in Lamar with an additional guest: my childhood friend’s eight-year old blue heeler mix Gracie. My buddy is going to the beach with his wife and kid, and needed a place along the way to drop their pup.
As such, I’m now running an assisted care facility for elderly dogs. In all seriousness, the dog, Gracie, is a real sweetheart, and she and Murphy seem to get along well enough. Murphy quickly established dominance once we got back to the house the other day, but then I put Murphy on her back to remind her who is really in charge, and it’s been relative peace in the house ever since.
Sweet Murphy Girl and I are heading back to the vet’s office this afternoon to get her skin examined. She had some really painful looking welts and pimples on her underside that required an antibiotic and some special medicated shampoo to clear up. Fortunately, her painfully long nails were trimmed (under sedation) during her last vet visit, and that has dramatically improved her quality of life.
When I got Murphy, she also had a bit of a flea problem. The shampoo, along with a strong dose of flea and tick medicine, took care of that no problem. I also nuked the house with a bug bomb while we went away for a long weekend, so any lingering critters should have been gassed out of existence. So far, I haven’t seen any new unwanted visitors.
As far as I can tell, the antibiotic has done the trick, and she is looking much better. Hopefully the skilled eye of the veterinarian will confirm what I hope I am seeing. I’m not sure what caused the welts on her underbelly, but I suspect the fleas played a role.
Despite the sheer volume of dog-related posts a couple of weeks ago, I promise that the blog isn’t going to become a dog blog. Bull Terrier Tuesday won’t be a regular feature, but maybe once a month or so I’ll give some updates on Murphy, the eight-year female bull terrier I’m fostering for The Bull Terrier Rescue Mission.
We’re nearly three weeks into the thirty-day foster-to-adopt process, and today Murphy has a big vet visit. She had a good first visit the day after I got her, and her bloodwork has come back clean. She’s also heartworm negative, which is a real blessing. That first visit got her vaccinations updated, too, so Murphy is street legal now.
But today’s visit is a really big one. Murphy is an old girl with a number of issues, all of which are easily resolved (I hope), but which will require her to go under sedation.