Pit Bulls are definetly my breed of choice. Why? Because of everything. Because they are the best dog ever. Because I want to prove people wrong about their thinking they are vicious. Because they are simply absolutly gorgeous.
They're so lively, playful, and so eager to please. They love their parents with all of their heart and they are the only breed I know to deal with whatever you do to them. They trust you and they are the ONLY breed I know that will absolutly risk their life for you with everything they've got and hold onto their life until they know you're safe from harms way.
My next dog WILL be a pit bull from the pound. I'm determind of it and I will not have it any other way.
They're my heart dog because they're so wonderful with kids, they put themselves in front of you in any situation and know the difference between bad and good.
At one point in my life, I was terrified of pit bulls. I hated them. I thought they were vicious. That is, until I was falling off a cliff and a pit bull grabbed my sleeve at the top of the cliff until I got my balance. I've never had or met a dog anything like a pit bull. They're unlike any dog.
You know how you see one dog in your heart and you think of them as different from ANY other dog? Well that's the pit bull for me. I could talk about them for hours and hours. I am filled with happiness when I see a good pit bull, happy with his or her owner. I love their attitude, their determination, their muscles, their structure, their love for their human, their run, their hop, the way they swim, the way they're eager to please, the way their ears perk up when they see you, the way their tail gets all stiff and waggy when they see another dog, the way they fetch the toy and hop back with it, the way they prove people wrong on their dead decision that they are viscious, the way they trust their owner with all of their heart, even their fighting trainers who betray them in the ring. I love the way they sit on your lap like a human and the way you can carry them like a baby. I love the way they lick your hand and the way they walk, the way they sniff and the way they romp up to you when you call them and sit with that innocent face you only see in a pit bull when they do something wrong. I love the way they put their cropped ears back when they're happy and I especially love their butt wag and #1 smile you can only see on a pit bull face. I love the way they run in the sand and follow in another dog's lead. I love the way they are happy on a leash and off leash, too. I love the way they stay right with you and are as obedient as they can possibly be. I love that when they see a flock of ducks on the beach, their muscles flex and they run like the wind and splash in the water the moment you unclick their chain. I love how they go up to greet other dogs put stand a few feet away to show off themselves before going into the sniff. I love the way they catch things in their mouths and grunt and shorten their neck when they miss the food you've thrown. I love the way they get real excited when you're ready to play but they're perfectly ready to quit when you are. I love the way they wag their tail and greet you and the way they close their eyes when you rub their snout. I love the way they look like their slashing their teeth when they play with another dog and the way they moan. I love the way they are so agile and flexible and quick to your commands. I love the way they lie with you and are so, so gentle when taking food from you. I love the way they will go down the slide on the play set over and over and over again. I love how they will find a way to get to you, no matter what. I love how they will play and dig and I love how they put their head down and sigh when they know its time for the leash to go back around their neck. I love how they will NEVER fight you but will always fight for you. I love how they will walk along the beach with you, a foot and a paw side in side in the sand, the waves washing them away like the media does to the pit bull breed. But they will never wash the pit bull away from my heart. I love how they will hop in the waves and their spots will show through their coat. I love how they run on the beach so quickly that their muscles seem to pound the earth and the sand flies up behind them. I love the way I can feed them a cheeto or a popcorn from my lips and they never snap for it. I love the way they trust you with all of their heart and soul and love to be with other dogs. I love the way they throw up their toys with their nose and are so, so happy go lucky but serious and somewhat watchful around strangers when they are around you. I love how absolutly versatile, happy, and go-with-the-flow they are. I love how I can imagine everything about this breed and everything more.
There is NO dog I can say that much about without even thinking about it. There is no dog that has the same traits as the pit bull. There is no dog I think of in the same way as the pit bull and absolutly no dog I will ever know as much as I know the pit bull. I know that there is not one day from the next pit bull I have that I will go without one for the rest of my life. Any breed, the Boxer, the Bull Terrier, the Staffy, the Greyhound, the Bloodhound, the Afghan, the Papillon, the Doberman, the Mutt, the Dachshund, the American Bulldog, the Corgi, the Mastiff, the Bullmastiff, the Great Dane, the Labrador, the Golden Retriever, the Bulldog, the French Bulldog, the Pug; NONE of those breeds I will ever think of will I think of the same way I have thought of the pit bulldog. Out of every breed I've owned, I've never known one as I have known the pit bull. Nor will I ever think of one the same as I have thought of the American Pit Bull Terrier. I love, love, love every single thing about this breed. Nothing is bad about this breed in my book. No matter what the media says, the pit bull will always, always, always be my heart dog. And if they were banned, I'd move far, far away just to own them again. No matter how much crap the media comes up with, how many lies people hear, and how many myths people believe about this wonderful breed, no matter how many people and how stubborn they are about hating this breed, I will always love them, I will always prove them wrong with a simple wag of my pit bulls tail and a lick of the stranger's hand as they pass. As they pull their kids away, my pit bull will walk up and look at them with love, lick the toddler's hand, and walk away.
I never plan to live without one from my next pit bull and on, and on, and on.
They are my breed of choice because I was saved from certain death by my uncle's pit bull, who later got dumped on the side of a freeway.
Cash, a pit bull who was at the IL shelter.
My buddy boy, Roscoe who I loved a lot.
I truly want to cry as I write this, as every experience I have had with a pit bull has been good, but yet, people still deny their love for their human. I truly want to cry as my heart aches for the pit bull breed.
The pit bull with never, ever be taken away from my heart.
Because the pit bull is truly my heart dog, forever. And always my "breed of choice".
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