Pawprints on My Heart: A Love Letter to My American Bulldog

Dear Bruno,

I don’t remember the exact moment you walked into my life—but I’ll never forget how you stayed. From that first tail wag to every head tilt, snore, and slobbery kiss since, you’ve been quietly leaving pawprints on my heart that will never fade.

You were more than a dog from the beginning. You were a feeling—something grounding and gentle, yet powerful enough to shift the entire rhythm of my world. I didn’t adopt you. You adopted me—with a loyalty so raw and a love so loud that I couldn’t help but fall headfirst into the bond we now share.


You Love Without Limits

There are no conditions in your love. You don’t care what I look like or if I’ve had a rough day. You don’t hold grudges or keep score. You simply show up—every single day—with those big expressive eyes and that soft thud of your tail against the floor, like a heartbeat syncing with mine.

You’ve taught me what it means to be accepted in the purest form—to be loved not for being perfect, but just for being present.


The Protector of My Peace

You may look tough—muscular frame, solid stance, serious face—but I know you’re a gentle soul. My rock. My confidant. My emotional guardian.

When the world feels like too much, you always know. You don’t need to say anything. You just lean against me with all your weight, quietly reminding me that I’m not alone. You’ve protected more than my home—you’ve protected my spirit, more times than you’ll ever know.


Our Everyday Magic

You’ve brought magic into the everyday. Morning snuggles before the world wakes up. Walks where we go nowhere fast, because you must sniff every blade of grass. The way you try to sit on my lap, as if you’re still a puppy, unaware of your tank-like size. The way you look at me—like I hung the moon.

These are the moments that mean everything. These are the memories I keep tucked away for the quiet days.


Forever Etched in My Heart

People sometimes say, “He’s just a dog.” But they don’t know you like I do. They don’t know that you’ve seen me through grief, celebrated my wins, and held me steady through uncertainty. They don’t know that you are, in so many ways, the truest love I’ve ever known.

You’ve left pawprints on my floor, sure—but also on my soul.


So this is my love letter to you, my bulldog. My shadow. My daily dose of joy. My constant.

You may never understand the words I write. But you’ve always understood my heart. And that’s more than enough.

With all the love you’ve given me, and then some—
Forever yours,
Jessica