When Bruno’s skin folds got infected for the third time, I realized I was drowning in conflicting advice. One vet said ‘use medicated wipes,’ another insisted ‘only surgery helps,’ and online forums warned of ‘toxic ingredients’ in every product. I spent nights lost in veterinary journals, breeder Facebook groups, and panic-induced Google searches—all while watching my best friend scratch himself raw. That’s when it hit me: owning a bulldog shouldn’t feel like decoding a medical textbook.