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Originally Posted by IrishGolfer  Spank
Your world is a wonderful place as you continuously remind us. Good show!
Actually the PitBull thing is big over here in Ireland too. They are generally unlicienced and lots of them are used in Dog Fighting. Locally several children have been killed or maimed recently and there are amnesties being run to hand these dogs in to be destroyed.
So it is a big issue all over the world. Pit Bulls seems to be given the worst press of all. I am sure this is a much to do with environmental factors as genetics, but those dogs sure are scary. I hope my family never encounters one. |
Thanks Irish.
But please remember that pit bulls really are not much more dangerous than other dogs... Remember when German Shepherds were the source of the most attacks in the U.S. (I know you are U.K., but play along)?
Then Rottweillers were the meanest for years...
Now it is pit bulls.
I love dogs with all my heart, and I have never harmed one, although quite capable of doing so...
I really think my purebred German Shepherd helped me in my childhood through my parent's divorce... I was only 10 years old, but my dog stuck by me through my parent's divorce, at that time. I used to go down and hold onto her and cry my eyes out about how sad I was, and she was there to listen...
I actually have memories of that German Shep sleeping on my bed when I was only 4 years old... I felt the love...
Oh you bastards are getting me started...
Okay crap it is late, but I will tell you this story... My mom tells me the story every now and then, because I was only 4, and my baby sister was almost 1.5 years old at the time...
Our female German Shepherd at that time had just had 10 puppies, and they were in the house in the kitchen/dining room area; big house, newborn German Shephard puppies...
My baby sister, about 1.5 years old walks/crawls into the area while momma dog is feeding her young... My sister proceeds to pick up one of the puppies and hold it by its hind leg.
My mom tells the story something like this: "So then Duchess comes into my bedroom whining to me. She comes up and licks my hand and whines. I ask what's wrong...
Our new doggie momma moves into the hallway, and continues whining. I follow her, and when I reach the kitchen/dining room area, my baby daughter (crawled out of the baby bed) is holding one of her puppies by the hind leg..."
I am not a woman, but my mom says it like she is honest... She says: "It was like two mothers communicating a problem with their children."
My mom then grabbed her baby girl, and fixed the situation. Duchess is the same dog that saved my 2.5 year old brother's life 6 months earlier...
Basically, as adults when we talk about it, we can't figure out why she didn't just kill the baby to save her puppy, but she new who the alfa male/woman was, I guess... Same thing with parenting, etc...
How can you not love dogs?
spankdoggie
P.S. rambling, might not make much sense..., but it might...