Sex: Male Weight: 26-50 lbs
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DK, P-Dog, Big-Puppy, Baby Bear
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February 12th 1998
November 18th 1998
Pack cuddles, belly rubs, Peanut Butter (in any form), friends who visit, car rides anywhere, his cuddly bed, his "squishy"
"Pit Bull" Haters!!! Pit Bull is a stereotype and NOT the breed!! Squirrels and Chipmunks who invade his personal property
Inside: Rope toys and Balls of any shape or size. Outside: Sticks!
Peanut Butter and Chicken (but not together!)
Anywhere where I get to see and meet new people!
DK Patented 3-step bounce-flip off a vertical object. Dead stand vertical leap: Current Record 5'3"
My whole life, I was a dog lover! I had just moved to a new city...and a new country...to be with the human love of my life. But all the days of not working were lonely and I wanted a companion. I left my beloved "pound puppy" back home in NYC at my parent's house.
After much looking and searching, I came across this smart, proud, pink-bellied and adorable puppy in a pet store. The owner of the store was also the breeder and only sold her own puppies. Dakota's half-sister wandered the store freely and was the friendiest dog you could meet. DK's breeder explained about the breed, their strong will, but their great capacity to love and be wonderful companions. At the time, I had no idea these dogs were part of the dreaded "pit bull" variety. But she had raised them to be loving and gentle. His spunk and insistance on getting my attention, made me come back a couple times to look at him. I watched him play, I watched him demand more cuddling and love....and I kept coming back.
Finally over dinner at East Side Marios, we decided this dog was the one we wanted and we went right back to get him. He has been loved and adored as a dog ever since. He has been my baby since he was 3 months and will make anyone a believer in this great breed!
Dakota was born in Gatineau, Quebec.
His mom was 45 pounds, his dad 75 pounds.
He was the runt of his litter, topping out his weight at 45 pounds.
His half-sister was Tanka and inspired his name.
He has dual-citizenship for Canada and the USA.
He is forced to share his Mom and Dad with two Guinea Pigs. Dakota gets so annoyed when they squeek but can be best friends when they flick out some food!
My first dog, Buddy, adopted Dakota and soon became his Grandpa dog. Buddy was sure to show him the ropes and teach him some wise tricks or two. But sadly, Buddy has gone over the Rainbow bridge and Dakota misses him alot. He often sniffs his collar and sits near his ashes. RIP Buddy!
To truly KNOW a Pit is to LOVE a Pit!!
The Groups I'm In:
American staffordshire's are not Pitbulls, Bullies are Good Dogs, Cesar's Dogster Pack, Crazy forPitts, Love My Pit Bull!!, New Jersey Cats and Dogs, NJ Bullies, PA---AMSTAFF
Buddy - R.I.P.
I've Been On Dogster Since:
|October 26th 2006
||More than 7 years!
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November 4th 2006 5:10 pm
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Today, I was playing in my big backyard, when I found a tiny little section of the fence that wasn't nearly as strong as me! (and everyone knows Amstaffs are super strong for our size!) All Mom and Dad heard was my howling in happiness all the way down the block.
But my favorite uncle, Uncle Owen, loves to take me for super long walks around the whooooole neighborhood. So I'm much smarter then Mom and Dad give me credit for. I know that you only walk on the side walks and you cross the street looking both ways. I know all the rules, but Mom and Dad just don't trust me. And most importantly, I know my own way home. When I hear Mama whistling and calling for me from the front yard, I came home right away like a good Amstaff does! I came running and ran right to her arms and right into the house. Just in time for a cookie! I always get cookies when I find my own way home.
Even though Mom and Dad worry about me when I'm out by myself, I am always a very good dog! This time was no exception! But gosh...now I am exhausted! It's hard working taking yourself for a walk!!
P.S. I saw Dad with his hammer....I think he fixed my fence. *huffs*
October 27th 2006 1:11 pm
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Every night my mom and dad go to their fancy thinking boxes and play. That room is really my room, where I can drag out all my toys and blankets, trash the place and have fun! But I let them put their fancy thinking boxes and these desks in there too so they can spend more time close by me. Last night, I finally got my very own place on the fancy thinking boxes! Now Mama tells me that I can make friends and visit with other dogs! Whats better then going for a visit....or better yet...whats better then people and dogs come to visit you!! I LOVE visitors! Visitors are the best...especially when they are only coming to see me! I cant wait to climb in mama's lap, check out this cool place and meet some good friends!
Mama says that soon I will meet other dogs just like me, with human parents who love Staffordshire Terriers too! A lot of people see me and call me a pit bull...but I'm not a pit bull and I don't like what people say about pit bulls. I don't do those sorts of horrible things. Growl at someone? Thats silly!! I want to make friends! Bite someone?! NO WAY!! Hurt someone?! Whoa! That is super duper really bad! And Im not a bad dog....Mama tells me all the time Im the best dog in the world! (How does she know all the dogs in the whole world anyway??) So I am glad to finally get to know some good Staffies and other dogs just like me. Maybe one day, people wont think I'm a bad dog, but see how adorable and fabulous and handsome and sweet and loving and cute and wonderful and great and amazing and talented and oh yeah handsome I really am (did I say how handsome I am?? Well its true!!)
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