Hello, my name is Belvis and I am a 9 year old TALKING English Bulldog who loves short walks, long naps and any kind of 🧀. Also, I snore and fart A LOT.
I love the idea of having a chiseled summer bod, but I also love the idea of eating lots of cheese; morning, noon and night. The struggle is real, my friends.
If there’s one thing I love, it’s a good road trip. And this captain’s chair provides some serious comfort while I snooze. Also, someone needs to explain to the decent hoomans that I can’t be blamed for sudden bursts of methane that may erupt from my body while in deep sleep.
I’ll never understand you decent hoomans and your fascination with wanting to stay up all hours of the night just to watch balls drop. It actually sounds kind of disgusting. Have fun with that. I’m out. #HappyNewYears2019
Another year older, another ridiculous birthday picture. Seriously though, it’s been a really great day and I appreciate each and every one of you for following along with my crazy/lazy life. You all are the very best. Much love.
I think the decent hoomans are a little obsessed with me. Remember that giant canvas that they ordered from Pop Your Pup? Well, now they‘ve gone & taken family game night to a whole new level by ordering this Pop Your Pup puzzle! It even came packaged in a tin with my face on it!
Before you go and eat the second half of that delicious looking egg sammich without even the slightest consideration of sharing, might I remind you of the devastation I’m capable of by floating even the tiniest little air biscuit? Sharing that would calm my stomach considerably.
You either give me a piece of that pb&j sammich, or I make this entire living room smell like an egg McMuffin. The ball is in your court, so I suggest you dribble very wisely, decent hooman.
The decent hoomans loved the t-shirt that @PopYourPup made of me so much, that they went and had them do a canvas of me as well! They‘re beyond satisfied with how well it turned out! They need to hang it beside the fridge so they remember to share when they get a piece of cheese!
Once again, I saved the decent hooman from certain death by mounting a full-on attack against the fossil fuel guzzling, earth quaking, four-wheeled beast of the apocalypse. Boy, does he owe me BIG TIME.
I’ve found that standing at the front door looking all pitiful is the easiest way to get the decent hoomans to let me back in after going out to use the bathroom.