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3/24/14 New Toys!!

My family surprised me with some fun new chew toys, and I haven’t even completely destroyed them yet!

First, I got an “indestructible” Nylabone:


This replaces the smaller indestructible Nylabones that I managed to chew the corners off.

But I was really excited and happy when I was presented with a squirrel toy.  I love furry toys, but since I am such an avid chewer, they usually don’t last very long around me. 


When I got the squirrel, I ran to my special spot at the top of the stairs and started whipping it around.  Oh, Pitbull Joy!

Here I am with both my (MY!) toys:


I love my new toys!  And they’re mine, all mine!!!  Until I shred the squirrel.

Woof!  Love, Maggie


2/14/14 Valentime’s Day and 2/15/14, The Pet-icure

Two blogs for the price of one today since my computer is still acting up:

2/14/14 Valentime’s Day

We celebrated Valentime’s Day.  Mom got her exact replica scarf of the one I chewed a hole in last week  She was very, very, happy.  I glanced up at the table and saw the scarf in her hand, and gave her a knowing Pitbull smile, but she picked it up far over my head and said, “No way!” I think she is on to me.

I got a Dingo rawhide bone (with meat in the middle!) and a whole can of Pedigree Chicken & Rice with some dry food mixed in.  I was a fat and happy girl!

It was when I was prancing around for a (further) treat that Mom noticed something wrong with my paws.  I had cracked one nail badly and the other was about taken off.  Mom immediately called Dr. W.’s office and scheduled me in for the next morning.  Which brings us to 2/15/15, The Pet-icure.

I had never had a pet-icure before.  Usually, my nails are short from running around outside and taking long walks.  However, with the snow piled up and 3 to 6 more inches expected tomorrow throughout the day, my time of running around outside is nil.

Mom figures I broke the nails during one of my Hairy Bullet escapades, running through the house, sliding across the kitchen floor and BAM! Into a cabinet or wall.

Mom put on her coat and I started my usual hide under the table skulk.  I was so surprised when she called me out to Zeus with her!  I was happy; I like the little car.  We took the quick trip to Dr. W.’s and, as usual, I was overwhelmed and overjoyed at the variety of smells and the niceness of the humans who work there.  They are always happy to see me!

A nice young lady took my lead off and put a nylon halter over my head.  Mom waited in the People Room, and the nice lady said, “Don’t worry, Mom’s right outside.”  They put me on a big scale/table thing and one person watched my head while the other person clipped my nails.  She was very careful on the 4th and 5th digits (as she called them) because that’s where the breakage was.  She put a little medicine on for pain (I didn’t have any) because part of the quick is showing on one of the cracked ones, but unless I start hurting or swelling, I will be fine.

I was out of there in 15 minutes, with everyone praising me and telling me I was a good girl.

Mom took me home, let me out, and gave me a hug and a treat.  The pet-icure was not bad at all!

I hope everyone had a very Happy Valentime’s Day, and that all you humans got wet food and a Dingo treat, too!


Love, Maggie

1/20/14 I Have A Dream, Too

Today being the Dr. Martin Luther King holiday, I thought I would paws and reflect on Dr. King’s momentous “I Have A Dream” speech.  I have a dream, too, for my canine brethren.  If I imagine what Dr. King would say about Pitbulls, he might say something like this:

“My brothers and sisters, even as we face the injustice of Breed Selective Legislation, and penalties for responsible dog ownership, and violence against dogs of all types, I have a dream.

I have a dream that one day the world will stop labeling Pitbulls and Pitbull mixes solely upon their appearance, and hold these truths to be self-evident, that all dogs are created equal.

I have a dream that one day, the Legislators who propose BSL will realize that education and training is the answer to dog bite problems; and that those Legislators might sit down together to propose ordinances that will be fair for dogs and owners, not discriminatory and random.

I have a dream that dogs will not be bred in puppy mills, trained to fight, then penalized for their owners’ actions.

I have a dream that dogs used as bait animals will no longer be subject to suffering and terrible death, but set free, and placed in good homes.

I have a dream that the media will stop hysterical, biased reporting of dog bites, and instead, report factual information calmly, allowing the People to choose a dog not based solely upon appearance, but upon the contents of its character.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day, dogfighting will be recognized the world over as vicious and a crime.  I have a dream that law enforcement and government officials will take the profit out of this heinous blood sport.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that the shelters will be emptied, and dogs will be dogs; family pets who are loved and cared for, not distrusted and discriminated against.

I have a dream that one day, the Pitbulls, the Shepherds, the Dobermans, the Rottweilers, and the Chow Chows, will be able to sit in their forever homes and not worry that they will be shot on sight if they get outside of their backyards.

Yes, I have a dream for all dogs….today.”

Woof!  Love, Maggie



9/20/13 Master of My Domain!


Here I am taking a split-second moment to concentrate on a chew toy.  Mom tried to get me in full Hairy Bullet mode, but she couldn’t – I was too fast!

Finally made it to Friday.  Truthfully, I didn’t think I’d make it past Wednesday.  Wednesdays are tough because a) Jamie has tutoring after school, b) Jamie and Mom have Karate, and c) Jamie and Mom have boxing after that.  So Wednesdays mean a lot of crate time for me.  Fortunately, Laurel comes by and gives me a break!

I start my 10 week course of Obedience School tomorrow at 9:30.  I can’t wait to see what they have in store for me!  I know I’m going to learn a lot of new things.  Mom has been taking me to pick up Jamie a bit early, and we go to the grassy part in front of the church and Mom puts me through my paces.  I have begun to enjoy showing off what I have learned.  When Mom puts me to “sit” and then drops the leash and walks around me, then heels me out, I hear a lot of people saying, “What a good girl! What a beautiful dog!”  That’s important to me.  I feel proud and I like people to see that I am a Pitbull who is not all fighting and snarling.  Mom is extremely proud of me and loves when people admire me. 

I’ll report back from school tomorrow!

Woof!  Love, Maggie