Our introduction to the pit bull breed came when I rescued a stray pup many years ago. He was a brindle-coated friendly fellow, ready to stay with anyone who showed him love. I found him in at my oldest son’s place of employment. It was a cold, icy winter day, and this klutzy puppy just wanted a place to get warm. I opened my car door, preparing for the drive home, and the dog beat me in and curled up on the front seat of my car. I couldn’t find it in me to put him out and leave him in the parking lot to freeze, so covered him up with a blanket and took him home. It was a long holiday weekend, so I knew he was ours until the following Tuesday. I took a lot of grief for this unwanted visitor, but by Tuesday morning, it was apparent the puppy had possibly found his forever home. We went through all the normal channels to find his owner, but none ever came forth. After months of holding our breath, Dawg became part of the family.
Dawg even developed his own fan club. People would stop by, greet us, and then ask for Dawg. We figured he was more popular than us. We were owned by several pits over the years. We found them to be mischievous rascals that kept us laughing. We never knew what shenanigans these dogs could come with. Easily trained and faithful, they constantly surprised us with their pranks.
Pits can be made to act ugly, but even those dogs, once rescued from such a life, can be rehabilitated into great pets or even therapy dogs. It’s too late to convince us all pits are bad dogs, we know better. Just like any other dog, pits need structure and boundaries and love to flourish.Posted in Uncategorized | No Comments »