Age: 8 Years Sex: Female Weight: 26-50 lbs
|Home:Long Island, NY ||[I have a diary!] |
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Piglet, Pretty Pittie
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Women; other dogs with good manners; food and snacks; petting and hugs; soft beds and couches; being talked to softly
Men I don't know; fast movements; loud noises; raised voices or yelling; dogs with no manners
Not sure... I do like toys though!
Anything... I am currently eating Wellness CORE and I love it!
Walks scare me a lot right now...
I seem to know basic commands.
I don't care to tell much about my earlier life... but I will tell you that it was painful, unpleasant, and traumatic. I was spotted wandering a neighborhood for days in the cold, looking emaciated and sick. People were concerned because I looked like I was pregnant or had recently given birth to puppies. (I had given birth recently, but no one can find my puppies and I don't know where they are or what happened to them.) Finally, I approached a friendly-looking lady and jumped right into her car. She took me into her home... It was warm and there was food and a nice older dog to play with. I liked it there immediately. I guess the lady tried to find my owners first but no one claimed me. She contacted one of her friends from FFLI rescue for help taking care of me because I got dangerously ill and had to spend a few days at the vet's. I am a survivor so I made it through that and came back to the nice lady's house. The lady really wanted to keep me, but her husband said I had to go because I was mean to him. I'm sorry, but men remind me of the people who hurt me so badly... I am very afraid of men and if one approaches me and I can't run away, I will get aggressive with them to protect myself. FFLI brought in one of their trainers, Brian, to help me. When he first arrived to pick me up, I was a mess and was... um... NOT very nice to him at all. It took a lot of patience on his part, but with the lady's help they were able to get me into his car. I was terrified - what if he was going to hurt me more? Luckily, that did not happen... I went to Brian's house and stayed with him for a while. He worked with me and introduced me to lots of different people, including about 10 different men. He showed me that not every man is out to hurt me or make me suffer... now I will cuddle with Brian and play with him because I know he is nice and won't hurt me. My foster mom came to Brian's house and sat with me for a little bit while Brian told her about me and my personality and how to introduce me to men so I can learn to accept them into my life. Then Brian walked me out to her car and I hopped in the backseat and settled down. I spent a few days at my foster mom's house and I loved it there with her and her dogs... but then some dramatic stuff happened with something called BSL and I had to leave. My foster mom was beyond upset, and I was on the move again. I finally landed at my foster dad's house, and I am doing very well here.
**UPDATE - I HAVE BEEN ADOPTED INTO A LOVING HOME!**
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|January 23rd 2010
||More than 6 years!
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February 16th 2010 4:30 pm
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I am doing well here at my foster dad's house. He has two male dogs, Zeus and Barney, and a female foster dog, Lena. I am basically in charge of all the dogs and I dole out discipline when it is needed. I love my foster dad and like to sleep in the big bed with him at night. My foster dad has a small human child, Max, who I really like. Everyone thinks I am very maternal and would have made a great mom if we knew where my puppies ended up. Every day I become more trusting of men... My foster dad has shown me that I don't need to fear men anymore. I feel so safe here with him because I know he would never let anything bad happen to me.
I miss FM sometimes... I know she wishes she could have kept me and maybe even adopted me. Unfortunately her homeowner's insurance policy does not allow pit bulls in the house, and I am a pit bull. I guess the guy that FM is currently divorcing gave her a not-so-nice ultimatum (involving him taking me to the kill shelter while she's at work) if she didn't get me out of the house immediately... I don't really understand much about humans or this thing called BSL, but apparently there are lots of laws on the books that ban pit bulls simply because our breed has a bad reputation. There are also lots of insurance companies, like the one FM's husband uses, that do not allow people to own pit bulls or other so-called "dangerous" breeds. Maybe I'm just not understanding, but I don't get why people would ban an entire breed just because they're scared of us. I'm scared of a lot of men, but I don't think all men should be wiped off the face of the earth! Also, most of us pit bulls are sweet and loving dogs. I have been through hell and back and I still love most people I meet! I am even learning to trust men... if I can do that, why can't people learn to trust pit bulls? We are nice dogs! I would growl with frustration here but I'm afraid that someone will hear me and think I'm vicious...
Anyway, I am happy and pampered here at my foster dad's place. He says he is going to start running with me so my tummy will get nice and tight again. I'm okay with that idea... having babies can really wreck a girl's figure! My foster dad says I will be in really excellent shape soon and I will be a "beast." (He says that with the greatest of affection, people... It's just a joke! I won't ACT like a beast!)
January 24th 2010 10:19 pm
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I arrived at my foster mom's house last night, after a trip in the car during which I threw up all over the backseat. Foster Mom (known hereafter as FM) was prepared though because she had these doggy covers over the seats. I wasn't too happy in the car because, once again, I was with an unfamiliar human in an unfamiliar situation... but FM did not scare me when I met her and I thought she was nice. I even licked her and solicited petting!
Once I arrived, I met the dog crew that lives here. Their names are Tess, Sully, and Izzy. I liked them okay but did not put up with it when the two smaller ones got fresh with me - I went right after them and pinned them on their backs and gave them a good telling-off. Nothing horrible... just enough muscle that they understood not to bother me. I like other dogs just fine but do not appreciate being snarled at for just walking by... or being constantly nose-bumped and poked and prodded into playing. I will play when I feel like it, thank you! I also met FM's other foster dog, Shotzie. He was huge and just wanted to play, play, play. I had to discipline him a lot too... he just didn't give up. I played with him a little bit but a lady has her limits - mine include NOT being mounted. The last time a male dog did that to me, I found myself pregnant. That's something FM says I will never be again because I will be getting spayed soon. Good... I got really sick after giving birth and I don't ever want to go through that again if I can help it.
Anyway, my first night was fine. I settled down in an enormous crate - it's like a palace for a little girl like myself! - and went to sleep without complaint. I was happy to see FM this morning and jumped all over her giving her hugs and kisses! I also got along very well with the other dogs. FM left us alone for a while during the day while she went to an adoption event for her rescue. Then she came home and picked up Shotzie... I guess today was his day to get adopted into his new family. I am happy for him, but kind of glad to see him go because life is much more peaceful around here now that someone isn't shoving their nose into my face every few seconds. I get along well with all of the other dogs here... we pretty much give each other our space and I am fine with that. I do like snuggling on the couch with them and FM, though... FM says I am a real cuddlebug. I love belly rubs and will happily roll on my side on the couch so FM can indulge me.
One of the neatest things that happened today is that I got this really delicious treat! It is called a bully stick and it was so YUMMY! Each of us four dogs got one and we all took them to different parts of the den and ate nicely. FM says I don't have any resource guarding issues at all because I let her take my bully stick away without any fuss. Izzy finished his bully stick first and so he kept taking mine away from me. I just let him do it but then would give FM my best sad eyes... then she'd tell Izzy to Give and then I would get it back! I amused myself a lot this way!
I must excuse myself because it is bedtime now. Time to snore!
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