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Monday, May 19, 2014

Why a Pitbull?

I spent a considerable amount of time thinking about what I would share in this post. In the end, I realized that, while I've shared some really important information with my readers, I've never really gotten personal about my feelings on pitbulls.

I do believe I mentioned in Pitbulls 101 that I, at one point, was one of those people who believed the negative hype about pitbulls. I'd heard stories, a friend of a friend knew someone who had their face mauled, and the like. I'm sure each of you can relate your own similar story. 

So because of what I'd heard, mind you, heard, I decided I didn't like pitbulls. I just knew they were dangerous, killer dogs who would turn on any person who was stupid enough to love them. 

Then I started dating my husband. He is what some of you would call a "hood rat", possibly a reformed "thug". He lived in the part of Milwaukee where you would expect to find pitbulls, and dog fighting rings. And indeed, he did know people who did horrible things to their dogs, including training them to fight, and once they were ready, to participate in fights. He did, however, also know people who had pitbulls as loving pets, and through him I met Spudz.

Yes, Spudz, just like Spudz McKenzie. Spudz belonged to a couple friend of my husbands, and she was the first real pitbull I ever became acquainted with. Spudz was white, with a brown spot on her right shoulder, and she was about four years old. One of the things I remember vividly about Spudz was that she had puppies shortly after I first met her. 

So one would think, a pitbull mom with brand new puppies, STAY AWAY, right? No. Complete opposite! It was almost like Spudz was thrilled to share her little miracles with the world, and with any human who showed an interest. 

After Spudz had her litter, I started to try and get to know her a little better. Attempting to conquer my own personal fear of a notoriously mean breed of dog wasn't easy for me, but my husband and his friends encouraged me to try and connect with Spudz. They really wanted to show me that Spudz was a loving dog. Especially because my husband's friends had a two year old, and I was pretty darn judgemental about that. (I know, boo me later!)

So I slowly began sitting by Spudz, letting her rest her head on my lap. I would sit and just rub her belly while my husband would visit with his friends. And I quickly began to realize that Spudz was just a lover, a wonderful dog who would get that glazed look in her eye if you rubbed her in the right spot. It got to the point where I'd beg my husband to visit his friends just so I could visit with their dog.

I got to the point where I started to wonder what all the fuss was about pitbulls.

When I think back to all the negative things I thought about pitbulls, and people who would own one, I'm ashamed. And I've come to realize how easy it is for people to believe something wholeheartedly even though they have no personal knowledge on the subject. I was, after all, one of those people.  

We've lost touch over the years with Spudz owners, but they, along with the loving dog they owned, helped to open my eyes about pitbulls. My husband most of all deserves credit for exposing me to a breed I had closed my mind about. He forced me to look at them as individual dogs, and dog owners, instead of a lumped together group of ferocious beasts and horrible people.

So when people ask me, Why a pitbull? Can't you get another breed of dog? I ask them, Why should I? What's wrong with a pitbull? I love pitbulls. They are loving, loyal companions, just like many other breeds of dogs. 

I didn't really start to educate myself about the breed until my husband brought me home a pitbull puppy who was going to be drowned by her owner. He knew by that time I was ready to own one, and the sad story was the clincher. But I never would have been open to owning a pitbull if it hadn't been for his friends, and their dog, Spudz. 


  1. I don't know why it's so hard for people to understand: just like there are a few bad people among everyone else who is basically good, so too are there a few bad dogs, including pitbulls, among all the others who are basically good. The only difference is that some of the few bad/ignorant people are responsible for making the ill-behaved pitbulls.

    1. Jake,
      I completely understand your frustration. It's hard when something is so obvious to people like you and me, while others seem to totally miss the truth. That's one of the reasons I chose to write a blog about pit bulls. I wanted to voice my absolute conviction that pits are wonderful dogs who've gotten a bad rap through ignorance, media hype, and horrible breeders and owners. By staying positive and spreading the word, we WILL make a difference! Thanks for reading!

  2. I too believed some of the negative stories. Then Lilly came into our lives. My sons friend watched someone open their car door and dump her on the side of the road at 6 weeks old. He couldn't keep her and we couldn't have lived with ourselves if she'd gone to the pound. It's had it's ups and downs, but that comes with every puppy. She's our baby girl and we love her more and more every day.

    1. Kelly,
      What a heart wrenching story! You, your family, and your son's friend deserve a pat on the back for saving that dogs life. And not only did you save her from certain death, either on the side of the road or at the pound, you gave her a family and the love that goes with it. There are definitely challenges to owning a dog, and when it's a Pitbull breed there are additional challenges on top of the regular challenges! But the love these dogs give unconditionally makes it more than worthwhile. Thanks for reading!