If you're living in a coastal city, you've probably noticed a preponderance of French Bulldogs over the last 10 years. I don't know that I saw one in person as a kid. Anyway, the little brachiocephalic freaks are adorable, but in some cases, truly wretched. The last five years since we overpaid for the Frenchie pictured below have been a nonstop festival of farting, snoring, eating, and if one wishes to leave the house, wailing like a dying banshee. I present to Steemit, Penny, destroyer of furniture, toys, and valuables, beloved in spite of a personality and body type roughly approximating that of a horn-free rhinoceros.
Somebody take her.