Last December I had a litter of American Bulldog pups. Diva was the last puppy born of 10. She was not breathing. I worked on her for about 20 minutes and was able to clear her lungs. Momma thought that something was wrong with her and would not take her back. I had been up for 48 hrs straight delivering pups and was exhausted. Diva got put in a snake tub and placed on my rack!

I was Diva’s mom for the next 6 weeks feeding her every 3 hours. We formed an incredible bond. I ended up keeping her. She has wild ears and will never make a conformation champ like her mom. If I did not have a privacy fence around my back yard, I would swear that the mail man’s dog was her dad. LOL. Looks are only skin deep, and her personality is to die for. She has earned a permanent spot in my heart. She still thinks that I’m her mom and her favorite spot in the house is my office, next to the snake rack that she grew up in.