Elsie stifled a giggle behind her hand at the bulldog, who was entirely comfortable it appeared. She reached down to put the little orange pup back and to gently lift up the snoozing bulldog, oblivious to their accidental contact in her amusement.

She hefted the little guy up into her arms and chuckled when he simply made himself comfortable in her arms, resting his head on her shoulder. Elsie ran a hand down his head over his back. "I don't think they get very big, though I'm not strictly sure what you're looking for." She'd met an English bulldog or two in her time and they'd always been very pleasant. Philip really would be the expert here though. If it were her looking, she would have done some research first, but then again, that was just how she operated.

"What is it you want in a breed?" She didn't know too much, but may at least be able to help a little if she knew what he was looking for.