Now that I share my home time with an English Bulldog, I can't help but chuckle when I see a picture of a "mean" Bulldog on a truck. This dog is about as big a wuss as you'll find. If someone came in to rob the place, Bob would just hope that the guy would play with him for a minute. He drools, he's flatchulant, he smells bad 2 days after a bath, he constantly follows me around, he wakes me at 0300 to play, he poops in the basement, and I just love 'im.