There is one thing I know I would NOT be okay without. She is about a foot and a half tall, 70 pounds, and wrinkly. She is an English bulldog, and her name is Gilda.
We got Gilda about 2 years ago from some friends of my moms who breed bulldogs. Gilda was only a year and a half years old, but she had already been bounced around to a few homes and they couldn't find somewhere that would keep her for good. Well, they knew that my family has always wanted a bulldog, and so they decided to call us up and see if we would take her in. Of course we said yes.
Since then Gilda has become a HUGE part of my life. She is like my little nurse. On days when I don't feel good and have to stay home she follows me' around and sleeps with me. She is golden. <3 Every time I wake up from a seizure I ask for her.
Point: Everyone needs a Gilda.
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