Welcome to the home of the Blue Blood Bulldogs, the one and only original. This name came about back in the days when Mrs. Lana Lou Lane and I used to be breeding partners. She had been breeding the Alapaha, (just plain ol Alapaha Bulldog), for many years and earned herself a reputation of sorts producing sporting dogs, (hog dogs). Before I got to know Lana I had been breeding White English as I enjoy them and just like now it was not very easy to find one. So by breeding a litter a year I was always able to keep one or two around. The local hog hunters were always on the look out for new talent, older pups or young dogs that just hadn't turned out like we had wished for one reason or another, but were still great in the woods. It was during this time that people got to calling my dogs those "Blue Bloods", and the name stuck. So when I started breeding my Blue Blood Bulldogs with Lana's Alapahas, we combined their names since we had already combined their blood. It didn't have nothing to do with blue dogs or blue eyes, it had to do with Lana breeding my Blue Bloods into her Alapahas. And there you have it, the Alapaha Blue Blood Bulldog was born.
Lana's goal was to produce the merle color with marble eyes and I wanted a family dog and hog dog that stayed around the house and kept an eye on things for me. Crossing my White English to her Alapahas or to American Bulldogs made a better hog dog than just a plain ol White English. All the merle color was pretty to look at but I have yet to find a hog or heard of a crook that gives a damn what color a dog is or what his papers say. That being said, a good dog is a good color in my book. No color preferred, although white is much easier to identify in the woods over let's say a red brindle.
It was during this time a traveling irrigation salesman who had heard of these dogs came to see them and took pictures and videos. This film wound up in Texas and dogs started coming to me to be bred and my dogs started showing up on somebody else's videos. Billy Hines came taking pictures and video of White English too, and my old buddy Ashley's dog Max ended up on his video. Well, that's when I started taking this bulldog stuff a lil more seriously and then Lana ran my name as a breeding partner in her ad.
Cheryl Devine of SS Kennels sent me an invite to the Inargural Bulldog Breeders of Georgia Show. Well I drove 200 miles in my old 454 Chevy truck with a couple of White English to Cheryl's house. I met Sam Scarborough of Tennessee, Gary Webster of Florida, and last but not least, Cheryl and Major. It was love at first sight with Major. To make a long story short, when Major got to be too much for Cheryl to handle, I pawned my truck title and went and picked him up. I never intended on things working out the way they did but the good Lord looks after dummies and I am one.
A month or so after I brought Major home I got an invite to Ft. Payne, Alabama, the NKC Bulldog Nationals, Alan and Betty Scott's show...the best of the best. So I loaded up Major and Frankenstein, a blue eyed Alapaha, fired up the 454 and was off to Ft. Payne. Talk about a babe in the woods. I met Bill Echolls, Lem Miller, Chris Kelley, Alan and Betty Scott, Gilbert Bice, Don Matthews, and of course Sam, Gary and Cheryl were there. Well, you could of knocked me over with a feather when Major took Best of Show at the Nationals.
Since the good Lord looks out for dummies, He soon blessed me with a beautiful White English female named Lady Bug II aka Lady, that was given to me by her owner Larry Hedden, Heathers daddy. He had gotten her as a pup from Mr. Carr, as their families always traded dogs.
There was another show that September in South Carolina, so I loaded up Major and Lady in the ol 454 and struck out. Well, Lady was 4 weeks pregnant and had no papers but after winning Best Female on Saturday and Best in Show Standard Class on Sunday, no one really cared, and Major took BIS Bully Class both days. Needless to say, I came home a happy camper, broke, but happy. But before I could get home, mud was being slung and hair was flying. Who was this redneck in his old piece of shit truck with a pregnant, no papered White English bitch, right off the farm kickin everybody's tail in the ring? Before the dust settled, the NABA wouldn't ever let me go to their shows, but they're not around no more so ha. Can you say karma?
Lady passed when the litter was only 5 weeks old from ganglion mastitis, but I saved the pups and produced 4 champions out of it and bred one of them, Fine China, to Reb. Kubla Khan. Major, Khan and Lady Bug II; I consider this to be the Holy Grail of bulldogs. This was my foundation.
So let me tell you what I have now. The Warden is straight off the Holy Grail, going back to Jeff and Heather Wilkins Cady Belle. I gave them Cady as a pup almost 14 years ago in exchange for her daddy’s dog Lady, and she was a pup from Fine China and Khan with Major as her grand sire. The Warden is her grand daughter and is short and thick like Khan. She's never worn a collar and never been to school or ever read a book but I promise she knows what a bulldog is supposed to do, and that's guarding for those that don't know. She started by walking out to the truck when I got home and touching me with her nose like she wanted to make sure it was me. Then I noticed her doing it to everybody. I call it her checking your ID. Then she drew a perimeter around the house and yard that you have to have permission to cross. (ask Heather about it lol). This perimeter swells at night to the point where there's no crime on my road.
Let me tell you about Ole Blue. Remember what I said about the good Lord taking care of dummies? Well, here is another perfect example. Lady Bug II died after her first litter with Major but she had a belly sister named Cotton that another friend of mine owned. We bred her to Major a couple of years later and forgot about it. Turns out, those pups made a name for themselves as hog dogs. (That Carr stuff bred to Major was magic!) A male got lost in the woods, then found but not returned to my buddy. That dog was the grand dad to Ole Blue.
When I went to get Blue I couldn't help but think how much he moved like one of my dogs, everyone else said the same thing. One day, I see my ol buddy and he's looking for a pup, so I tell him to come by the house and I showed him Blue and got to telling him the story where I got him and he went to laughing, telling me about how he lost that male down in the swamp. He said, "you know ain't no dogs around here look or move like that". Well, a few phone calls later and sure enough he was right, that Major and Cotton male he lost.
Ole Blue, at his previous owners, was a baby sitter par excellence and house dog. One night he jumped through the screen of an open window to stop a burglary at the neighbors house. On another night, he woke the parents and took them to their sons room where he was having an asthma attack and couldn't find his inhaler. Blue stayed with the boy while his dad found the inhaler. Blue has never been to school or read a book either, it's just in there. You can't train that kinda stuff.
My other two girls are off Warden and Kilo, a local White English. China was my pick as a pup. She is sculptured, refined and stands on her toes. Angel, aka Dizzy, is more thick, big headed and Khan looking. Both know they are bulldogs. Dizzy is Angelique's favorite, (Angelique is my lady), and she stays with her a good bit. Let's just say its shame on anybody who forgets their manners at Angelique's place with Dizzy around cause she has got great communication skills, just like her mama.
Thanks for reading my ramblings and maybe I've answered some questions. These are not big 150-200 lb. bulldogs. If that is what you want there are plenty of breeders to choose from. These are small 50-70 lb. females and 80-100 lb. males. I breed for a dog that you can trust with your life. A dog that will tell you no lies. If that sounds like something you might be interested in, get with Heather on my contact page cause I don't want to do any talking. I'm done talking about dogs I had, meaning I'm not answering any more questions about them. If you've got questions about the dogs I have now then go ahead and ask, but don't be bothering Heather to bother me about the past because I've explained on this site about my Blue Blood Bulldogs, the Alapaha Ha Ha, and my partnership with Lana. These are great dogs. Ain't saying that there aren't other great dogs, just saying you won't find a better dog.
John Conner - Amen!
all photos copyright © Heather Wilkins
Lana's goal was to produce the merle color with marble eyes and I wanted a family dog and hog dog that stayed around the house and kept an eye on things for me. Crossing my White English to her Alapahas or to American Bulldogs made a better hog dog than just a plain ol White English. All the merle color was pretty to look at but I have yet to find a hog or heard of a crook that gives a damn what color a dog is or what his papers say. That being said, a good dog is a good color in my book. No color preferred, although white is much easier to identify in the woods over let's say a red brindle.
It was during this time a traveling irrigation salesman who had heard of these dogs came to see them and took pictures and videos. This film wound up in Texas and dogs started coming to me to be bred and my dogs started showing up on somebody else's videos. Billy Hines came taking pictures and video of White English too, and my old buddy Ashley's dog Max ended up on his video. Well, that's when I started taking this bulldog stuff a lil more seriously and then Lana ran my name as a breeding partner in her ad.
Cheryl Devine of SS Kennels sent me an invite to the Inargural Bulldog Breeders of Georgia Show. Well I drove 200 miles in my old 454 Chevy truck with a couple of White English to Cheryl's house. I met Sam Scarborough of Tennessee, Gary Webster of Florida, and last but not least, Cheryl and Major. It was love at first sight with Major. To make a long story short, when Major got to be too much for Cheryl to handle, I pawned my truck title and went and picked him up. I never intended on things working out the way they did but the good Lord looks after dummies and I am one.
A month or so after I brought Major home I got an invite to Ft. Payne, Alabama, the NKC Bulldog Nationals, Alan and Betty Scott's show...the best of the best. So I loaded up Major and Frankenstein, a blue eyed Alapaha, fired up the 454 and was off to Ft. Payne. Talk about a babe in the woods. I met Bill Echolls, Lem Miller, Chris Kelley, Alan and Betty Scott, Gilbert Bice, Don Matthews, and of course Sam, Gary and Cheryl were there. Well, you could of knocked me over with a feather when Major took Best of Show at the Nationals.
Since the good Lord looks out for dummies, He soon blessed me with a beautiful White English female named Lady Bug II aka Lady, that was given to me by her owner Larry Hedden, Heathers daddy. He had gotten her as a pup from Mr. Carr, as their families always traded dogs.
There was another show that September in South Carolina, so I loaded up Major and Lady in the ol 454 and struck out. Well, Lady was 4 weeks pregnant and had no papers but after winning Best Female on Saturday and Best in Show Standard Class on Sunday, no one really cared, and Major took BIS Bully Class both days. Needless to say, I came home a happy camper, broke, but happy. But before I could get home, mud was being slung and hair was flying. Who was this redneck in his old piece of shit truck with a pregnant, no papered White English bitch, right off the farm kickin everybody's tail in the ring? Before the dust settled, the NABA wouldn't ever let me go to their shows, but they're not around no more so ha. Can you say karma?
Lady passed when the litter was only 5 weeks old from ganglion mastitis, but I saved the pups and produced 4 champions out of it and bred one of them, Fine China, to Reb. Kubla Khan. Major, Khan and Lady Bug II; I consider this to be the Holy Grail of bulldogs. This was my foundation.
So let me tell you what I have now. The Warden is straight off the Holy Grail, going back to Jeff and Heather Wilkins Cady Belle. I gave them Cady as a pup almost 14 years ago in exchange for her daddy’s dog Lady, and she was a pup from Fine China and Khan with Major as her grand sire. The Warden is her grand daughter and is short and thick like Khan. She's never worn a collar and never been to school or ever read a book but I promise she knows what a bulldog is supposed to do, and that's guarding for those that don't know. She started by walking out to the truck when I got home and touching me with her nose like she wanted to make sure it was me. Then I noticed her doing it to everybody. I call it her checking your ID. Then she drew a perimeter around the house and yard that you have to have permission to cross. (ask Heather about it lol). This perimeter swells at night to the point where there's no crime on my road.
Let me tell you about Ole Blue. Remember what I said about the good Lord taking care of dummies? Well, here is another perfect example. Lady Bug II died after her first litter with Major but she had a belly sister named Cotton that another friend of mine owned. We bred her to Major a couple of years later and forgot about it. Turns out, those pups made a name for themselves as hog dogs. (That Carr stuff bred to Major was magic!) A male got lost in the woods, then found but not returned to my buddy. That dog was the grand dad to Ole Blue.
When I went to get Blue I couldn't help but think how much he moved like one of my dogs, everyone else said the same thing. One day, I see my ol buddy and he's looking for a pup, so I tell him to come by the house and I showed him Blue and got to telling him the story where I got him and he went to laughing, telling me about how he lost that male down in the swamp. He said, "you know ain't no dogs around here look or move like that". Well, a few phone calls later and sure enough he was right, that Major and Cotton male he lost.
Ole Blue, at his previous owners, was a baby sitter par excellence and house dog. One night he jumped through the screen of an open window to stop a burglary at the neighbors house. On another night, he woke the parents and took them to their sons room where he was having an asthma attack and couldn't find his inhaler. Blue stayed with the boy while his dad found the inhaler. Blue has never been to school or read a book either, it's just in there. You can't train that kinda stuff.
My other two girls are off Warden and Kilo, a local White English. China was my pick as a pup. She is sculptured, refined and stands on her toes. Angel, aka Dizzy, is more thick, big headed and Khan looking. Both know they are bulldogs. Dizzy is Angelique's favorite, (Angelique is my lady), and she stays with her a good bit. Let's just say its shame on anybody who forgets their manners at Angelique's place with Dizzy around cause she has got great communication skills, just like her mama.
Thanks for reading my ramblings and maybe I've answered some questions. These are not big 150-200 lb. bulldogs. If that is what you want there are plenty of breeders to choose from. These are small 50-70 lb. females and 80-100 lb. males. I breed for a dog that you can trust with your life. A dog that will tell you no lies. If that sounds like something you might be interested in, get with Heather on my contact page cause I don't want to do any talking. I'm done talking about dogs I had, meaning I'm not answering any more questions about them. If you've got questions about the dogs I have now then go ahead and ask, but don't be bothering Heather to bother me about the past because I've explained on this site about my Blue Blood Bulldogs, the Alapaha Ha Ha, and my partnership with Lana. These are great dogs. Ain't saying that there aren't other great dogs, just saying you won't find a better dog.
John Conner - Amen!
all photos copyright © Heather Wilkins