The actor was investigating the myriad health problems of this pedigree pet, and the real question seemed to be not whether the breed had a future but why it had ever had a past
It is disarming to see Catherine Tate in full earnest mode – it’s so close to her satirical deadpan – but here she was, seriously and sincerely worried about the fate of our flat-faced friend, the British bulldog. In Saving the British Bulldog, Tate – a dog-lover, but not a bulldog owner – was investigating the health problems that plague this beloved pedigree pet. “I want to find out what’s gone wrong with the British bulldog,” she said, “and what we can do to save it.”
I should probably confess that I’m a bit mystified by the popularity of flat-faced breeds. I don’t think you can argue that an animal is cute while simultaneously insisting that it looks like Winston Churchill. And while I’m perfectly capable of developing an affection for an ugly or defective animal – a cat with no tail, say, or a pig with an underbite – I can’t personally think of a compelling reason to save a dog that looks as if it’s pressed up against a shop window.