Today at the dog park Riggins, Asscher, Clover & I met a sweet pit girl. She was hesitant but kinda and gentle and her face looked up at you with pure love. This is amazing because of everything she had been through. Although her back story is unknown by her current human mom she is afraid of chains and it is assumed she was chained up at one point. She has scars on her face from other dog bites and, when dumped at the shelter, was emaciated as well as critically hurt due to a car hitting her. Her current mommy’s organization raised money to get her out before she was killed. As you can imagine a pit mix that needs a large amount of medical attention isn’t going to last in a shelter. After surgery, food, and TLC she is a sweet girl who is happy to come up to you and get pets.
Her mom told me stories of how some people are afraid of her baby because of her breed while I explained folks were recently afraid of Riggins (of all the dogs I was walking) calling him out as, “the black one.” As a reminder to all of us that it isn’t the dog, breed, or color that makes an aggressive/mean pet it is the owner I thought I’d share a post from earlier this year about one of the pit mix babies I’ve watched.
Kona has been on vacay with us for almost a week and I realized I have never introduced you to her. Shame on me! Kona is her daddy’s little girl and a pit mix. I’ve taken care of pit/pit mixes before but did a little research on the breed for you this time.
(All the knowledge I’m about to drop on you comes from a Google search. You can do a search and read numerous articles on the subject.) The label “pit bull” actually covers a large range of dog breeds although isn’t a breed itself. It targets those with a large head and square jaw like the American Pit
Bull Terriers, American Staffordshire Terriers, and Staffordshire Bull Terriers. The “Bull”dogs were originally used to control and bait bulls. Crappy job but I guess someone had to do it. The practice was banned in 1835, whew. At that point some genius decided it would be good sport to put these dogs into pits with rats. This practice was known as ratting and where the “pit” part of the name may have originated. Side note – Riggins would LOVE to be in a pit with rats or possums
or squirrels or any other critter he could destroy. As the dog moved into colonized America and Canada he/she where mixed with terrier breeds and used as farm and family dogs. The Staffie Bull is known as “The Children’s Nursemaid” because of their protective and nurturing nature with children. The breed, at their heart, is sweet, lovable and loyal. It’s the assholes like Michael Vick that screwed it up for the poor sweet pits, destroying them physically and mentally by training them as fighting dogs.
Kona is a princess pit! There is no doubt about that. When she first came for a meet and greet her mom, dad, and 6 week old human sister came to check out her possible vacation home. From the beginning Kona proved to be a team player immediately making herself at home with a pack that at the time, included Riggins, Bear, Jax & Dragon. She happily hung out as Dragon tried to take her down by jumping over and over on her face! Before the family left Kona’s new sister needed a diaper change. I offered up my bed as a changing table and suggested Mom close the bedroom door. She took me up on my offer and Kona sat guarding that door the entire time. Loyal and protective of the new baby.
Kona is the first dog I’ve taken care of that sat by the door when she was dropped of and cried. When she finally settled down she was happy to join us at the dog park to get her mind off of things!
Since she has been with us Kona has continued to be a sweetie. She could also be described as needy and a scaredy cat! Her first night I was in bed and one of the dogs heard something at the front door. Dragon, Dexter, and Riggins took off to let the imaginary intruder know who was boss. Kona, on the other hand, leapt into my bed on top of me and buried her face under my arm pit. When I vacuum she shivers with fear in the corner (then pees on the newly vacuumed carpet).
Kona HAS to be with me 24/7. Not just with me but on me. Right now she is snoring next to my feet. If I dared to stand up to get some water she would follow me to the kitchen, turn around and follow me back and plop down at my feet again! She MUST sleep not just next to me but with some part of her body ON me. If I have to leave her she cries and cries tugging at my heart-strings.
Kona, like all other pit breed mixes that have stayed with us, is incredibly cuddly and wants nothing but kisses and hugs. I can’t imagine her biting a bull on the nose … unless the bull was a tiny stuffed toy!