posted on May, 8 2012 @ 07:01 PM
I never did answer why I like pit bulls.
When I was learning to be a butcher, a friend of mine had one they named Tiva. She was an awesome pit bull around grown ups. Her problem was children,
because every morning, kids would go by their house and throw rocks at her to rile her up, which just fed her own thoughts about short people. It was
sad to watch, because her owner wasn't a very good owner. They treated her badly, and along with the kids treating her badly, it was just bad for her,
which was bad for anyone who was small in stature around her. Or so I heard, I never once saw her nip at anyone.
Had she been treated right, that would of never of happened.
As to why I LOVED this dog:
Any time she would come over to the house and visit, she would immediately find where I was and then constantly lean on me and look at me like I was
her lover or something.her head would lean on my shoulder and she would just kind of hang out on me. That dog and I had a bond very quickly. She never
once acted out or was aggressive in my presence, and would listen to me over her owner. It was very strange. They didn't know what to think either.
they told me a few times that she was my dog. I wish she had been.
She had a good heart, but a lifetime of abuse and emotional abuse had taken it's toll. They put her down eventually, even though I wanted to take her
off their hands and help her, I never got the chance.
edit on 8-5-2012 by Darkblade71 because: (no reason given)