Let's take it back to what my
original topic, the loving Pitbull breed.
Something
amazing I have recently stumbled upon was this article addressing the general
idea of what's really going on. Link here. Rose Frosek puts
this myth at rest were it should belong. One statement being;
“Pit Bull. Two simple words, but so very charged, the reaction to which
varies wildly. There are their fearful detractors, those who would have them
demonized, having fallen prey to the dogs’ misrepresentation in the media. And
then there are their champions, who are struggling to change the tide of public
opinion.”
This is what I
have been trying to say since I started talking about this breed, just summed
up much nicer. You either love or fear them and this breaks my heart. Visiting
the Oregon Humane Society frequently to help volunteer, all you see are these
poor dogs who just want a home to be loved and snuggled. This is hard when you
are the bully breed. Mostly what I see are these awful people that neglect
their dogs, and when it comes to most Pitbulls, their sensitive. Being
neglected might alter their way of life. They have no idea what they ever did
wrong and just need a family that wants to show them what a good home really
is. Unlike other breeds it might be easier for them to adjust and I believe
this creates a problem in comparison.
The idea that
this dog in the UK is considered the ‘nanny dog’ doesn’t surprise me one bit. Despite
their goofy personalities, this dog has the tendency to be insanely loyal to
their families and would do anything to protect them. I know my dog senses when
I am feeling nervous when walking her and a man approaches us in the dark. She is
not being vicious, she just wants to protect me and this is what I love. In the
previous week a man tried breaking into our apartment in the middle of the
night. I wasn’t sure if it was drunken neighbors confusing our apartment from
theirs, but once the noises continued and got louder I could tell someone was
trying to get in. Amoeba was barking and not her normal, an angry one. Trying
to calm her down she finally ran to the door and barked like I have never heard
from her. Already calling the police, the man had disappeared. After that she
put her 65 pound body over mine and didn’t hesitate to growl whenever she heard
a noise outside. Granted I didn’t sleep but there is something so amazing about
what she did. I don’t even think my lanky boyfriend could make me feel that
safe, (no offence Joshua.)
What I am trying
to get at is that there are millions of good and bad articles about this breed. You’ll
never know the full truth until you befriend a Pit for yourself. I could never talk
a person into believing me about my views and that’s not my plan. Everyone
needs to take a moment and go to a local shelter and visit all the dogs that
need a home, no matter the breed. All dogs are good dogs.