Sex: Female Weight: 51-100 lbs
|Home:Eads, TN ||[I have a diary!] |
Leave a bone for Sheampayne
Payne in the butt, Paynie, Baby Girl
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April 19th 1999
I love puppies and my human baby.
I do not like fireworks, they hurt my ears.
I love my Bobo.
Anything that my Mommy is eating.
I love to walk everywhere and meet new people.
I can shake paws, and I sit really good and I can carry the newspaper in the house.
I was found crying on someone's lawn by my Mommy's Grandpa. He took me to see her and she fell in love with me and now I have a forever home.
I am a registered therapy dog.
Blame the Deed, Not the Breed
The Groups I'm In:
Bullies are Good Dogs, California Pitts, Cesar's Dogster Pack, Home Cooked Food and Recipes, Pit Bull Lovers, Riverside Hot Doggies
~What we don't know, we fear. What we fear, we hate. What we hate, we destroy.~
I've Been On Dogster Since:
|December 14th 2004
||More than 10 years!
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
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December 15th 2004 9:24 am
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I see the children in the lane
They look like friends, we'll have a game
They've got a stick, oh boy, what fun
They'll throw it for me and I'll run
But someone stops me,
I wonder why their mother screams "Don't go near those"
Horrid Dogs, come here, come close
They're dangerous-I'll tell you why
They bite little children and they die
All I can do is watch and sigh
Cause now I know that Pit Bull's don't cry
Mum cuddles me up and says "My pet
We love you dearly so don't you fret"
But I love everyone out there
Why can't they love me, I do care
I wish they weren't made to pass me by
I'm a Pit Bull, I don't cry
I sit behind my padlocked gate
From early morn til quite late
When I go out it's on a lead
Is mine the only heart to bleed
I'm held in check as the world goes by
I wish the Pit Bull heart could cry
There are some dogs, and also men
Who cannot tell a foe from a friend
So all of us must bear the blame
Expected to live a life of shame
Condemned, alas and we know not why
All we know is we will not cry!
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