To become the owner of a Bull Terrier
Both of us had long experience with dogs (boxers), but nevertheless we had fallen in love - at a distance - with this nice, powerful breed with the aristocratic head - the Bull Terrier. In 1993 we became the proud owners of a white male Bull Terrier puppy, Rhinestone, also called Shaquille.

When you become owner of a Bull Terrier you will gather new experiences, both in your home and outdoors. A Bull Terrier owner told us that they are just as funny inside their head as on th outside. Nothing could be more true! When he arrived in his new home eight weeks old, he decided tho take control and completely ignore what three boxers and a wirehaired dachs might mean. All their joint efforts to try to put him right was completely in vain.

It is hard to describe people´s reactions seeing a Bull Terrier for the first time. We got our first experience when we brought "Shaq" with us to a shopping centre outside Oslo. More than 98% of those we met, looked in disbelief at the small creature, pushed each other, pointed at him clearly not believing their own eyes!
Just see how nice I am! How can anyone think we look funny!
Several looked at us on pity and a small girl asked quietly: "Is that a dog?"

For the first christmas we made some funny christmas cards where the small puppy figured with a bow tie and looked really cute.. One of them found its way to a couple in the western part of Norway. The man said that we had got ourselves a really strange dog. His wife resolutely answered: "You can´t say a thing like that. It is just a puppy. When it grows up it will certainly become a proper dog".
To go for a walk with a Bull Terrier is never boring (asuming that you at all come to some agreement as to were to walk). One day I met a man with an unleached St. Bernard. Naturally it wanted to say hello to “Shaq”. I suggested to the owner that may be he should leach the dog, but he said it was friendly and would harm no one. The dogs said hello to each other with wagging tails. "What a funny looking dog you have there", the man said, "what breed is it?" "It is a Bull Terrier" I answered. "Oh!" Exclaimed the man, instantly leaching his dog and disappeared in such a hurry that you could see blue smoke coming for his shoes...

And you hear funny comments all the time. When I entered the ring on a dog show in Narvik, two women were standing next to Grete watching. They were apperently not aware who she was, because one of them exclaimed: Om my God! Have you ever seen something that ugly. And now he enters the ring expecting to get a medal!
Although they are boxer puppies, I can still babysit them! They aren´t really that bad either. Actually they may turn into proper dogs!
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