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American Pit Bull Terrier

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Home:Los Angeles, CA

Age: 11 Years Sex: Female Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Nicknames:
Lilah "Lau" "Loy-luh Bubbins" Carter, AKA LeeLee AKA Leland Howser AKA Lilly Hizen Howsen Foffer Foo

Quick Bio:

-purebred

Likes:
Chomping on her rear bits

Pet-Peeves:
THE DREADED CONE

Favorite Food:
Turkey and Swiss on wheat, bathroom soap, cardboard boxes, her own paws, Cat turds

Favorite Walk:
The Long Mile in Silver Lake, CA

Arrival Story:
Spring 2001. While debating whether or not we'd be able to adopt a dog and properly ensure its survival, a random woman walks up to us and asks if we want a dog. "What kind?" "Pitbul" "Hmmmm.....sounds pretty deadly" We're from Ohio and in Ohio everyone believes that Pitbuls = Certain Death. But I tell ya Dogsters, when she put her paw on my shoe and looked up at me with those golden khaki eyes, I fell in love. She's really our daughter, but she thinks she's my girlfriend. It's been a wonderful life ever since. AND SHE HASN'T EVEN MAULED US YET!!!

Bio:
We sometimes believe that Lilah is an alien. Her eyes are almost too humanlike. This is from my blog at http://www.kcshow.com Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004 Lilah, why'd you do it? You waited until I ran the trash out and then you scarfed up half of Gayle's sammich. You evil little thing. As if we don't feed you enough. And I gave you a shred of turkey cuz you were being so patient and sweet. But that gave you Turkey on the Brain didn't it? So you went for it, and by the time I got back to the kitchen your tail was curled way up your butt. I hope it was worth it, cuz now I feel guilty for smacking you on your little fat butt. Tough Love, and the Fear of God. I figured 3 years of domestic living would calm your food ways. No one is going to take it away from you. But you still mow food down like a herd of cattle on meth. I'm done talking about this. I'm just so, disappointed, that's all. You really let us down, but worst of all, you let yourself down. You live under MY roof, you follow MY rules. You ate a full breakfast, had me pick up and dispose of your poop, and this is how you repay me? Do you really deserve a turkey sammich with swiss? You're a dog. But I feel guilty, cuz I know how much you adore and look up to me. I have no choice. I'm calling the trainer again today. I wish you weren't sweet, and cute, cuz then I'd feel alright about spanking that tail up yer butt. But I left a little piece of myself at home today, on your cowering, trembling, tail-less booty. You gotta admit though, you knew what would happen, and you probably weighed the consequences. I hope it tasted good. I also hope you have to crap by 1pm, cuz I'm rollin in around 7.

I've Been On Dogster Since:

April 28th 2004