Dixie


American Pit Bull Terrier
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Home:Randallstown, MD  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 14 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Nicknames:
Snookie, Pookie-chew, Baby Girl, Sniglet

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Quick Bio:
-purebred

Birthday:
November 11th 2000

Likes:
Snuggling

Pet-Peeves:
Mister Squirrel, animals on tv, lawn mowers & trimmers

Favorite Toy:
blue bone, any Kong

Favorite Food:
Pookie-chow AKA Prescription Diet i/d, cheese-please, lettuce, watermelon, pretzels, french fries and anything piggy!!

Arrival Story:
We got Dixie when she was a few months old from my husband's friend. When she first came to our house she was scared - she just sat on the sofa and looked at us with those big brown puppy eyes. I couldn't believe this was a "pit bull".

I've Been On Dogster Since:
June 11th 2008 More than 6 years!

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Dogster Id:
798093


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Dixie's Story


My Story

June 12th 2008 8:31 am
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Hi! My name is Dixie and I am a 7 year old Pit Bull. I came to live with my mommy and daddy on February 11, 2001 - I was about 6 months old. Before that I lived with one of my daddy's friends for a little while, but he didn't have much room for me to play (plus my daddy thought I was so cute - he just had to have me!!). I was scared when I first got to my new home, but my new parents were really nice. It was hard for people to believe that such a cute, lovey-dovey dog like me was a Pit Bull.

Almost two years ago (October 6, 2006 - the worst day of mommy's and daddy's life - and mine too- so far) I woke up paralyzed in my lower legs. Daddy rushed me from vet to vet to see if anything could be done. Finally we ended up with in the office of a neurosurgeon and mommy and daddy had to decide whether to operate ($$$$$ and less than 50% chance of me ever moving my legs again), have me live with a wheelchair, or to say good-bye. One of the vertebrae in my back had ruptured and a blood clot had formed pinching my spinal cord.

They decided to operate because they knew I was strong and I wasn't ready to say good-bye yet. I pulled through the operation and recovered slowly, but steadily. Now I can walk and run again - not as fast as before. I still jump sometimes, but mommy and daddy don't like me to do that anymore.

Since then I have had two more episodes of ruptured disks, but these were in my neck - they were very painful, but they did not cause paralysis.

 
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