Do Not Misunderestimate Me, Pal

Yeah, OK. You’re an aspiring burglar. You look at the sign. You look at me. You figure “no problem here.” Big mistake, my friend. Because if you wake me from this lovely nap, you will be dealing with five-point-three pounds of seriously annoyed French Bulldog. You need to think about that.

It’s Olive, from sender-inner Carrie P.



  1. Ahn. I am not a dog person, but I love the Frenchies. (And the Siberian Huskies, admittedly.)

  2. She needs a spiky collar 😉

  3. 260Oakley says:

    “Also, first person to make a crack about the French rolling over and playing dead gets a serious ankle chomping.”

  4. I think a spiky collar would keep her for comfortably napping in that position. And we wouldn’t that to happen because a serious annoyed French Bulldog is a terrifying thought! Oh nos!

  5. Blue Footed Booby says:

    They get haunted by the ghosts of Napoleon Bonaparte and Richard the Lionheart.

    Bone. Lion. Do you see what I did thar, Cute Overload?

  6. What if the disturbance was for a belly rub?

  7. fleurdamour says:

    ‘Guard French Bulldog’ is an oxymoron.

  8. erm….not sure that Guard is First on Olive’s To-Do List.

    Jus’ sayin’ ….

  9. Fetchez la French chien-bull.

  10. J’espere que ca “travaillera” [or however one would describe, in future tense,
    something mechanical operating adequately en Frawnsche??? possible gap in my edimuficateron.].
    [presently, my adobe thingamajigg isn’t optimum…on my home computer…]

  11. Excellent idea. Distract evil-doers with the CUTE until they are caught.

  12. I think he uses the Pet Rock line of defense. Lie on the ground and maybe the cat burgler will trip over him.

  13. An ex- had a Fraunche bool-dugg: one had to be en-garde indeed, with earplugs for its outrageous snoring, and a Haz-Mat suit against its sulphurous farts which laughed [in a vahree Fraunche weh, hon-hon-ho!] at charcoal dugg beesskeets.

  14. Wahl, aht leeeszt ‘ee tuuk ‘eez meeessssyon, ‘ow you say,