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6/4/13 On Being A Pitbull

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(Me, with a Rawhide, my favorite)

Mom is very excited about teaching me sports, like catching the Frisbee and Fetch, because as I’ve mentioned, I’m a real good jumper and very fast runner.  But Laurel says we’ve got to work a few things out first.  Primarily, because I’m the breed known as a Pitbull.

See, when I get real happy and playful, I like to nibble and chew lightly (some call it, “mouthing”, lots of dogs do it, especially puppies) on the people I’m playing with.  Some of it is grooming behavior that dogs do to other dogs.  But, when you’re a Pitbull, like Laurel says, “The last thing people want when they first meet your dog is for it to put its mouth on you, especially if it’s a Pitbull.”  Sad, but true, that behavior people would consider “cute” in Chihuahuas and Poodles and Labradors and any other breed would not fly with me.  But there it is.  So, my owners have to break me of this habit.  It’s really hard, trust me; because it’s natural dog behavior.

The other thing is the jumping.  If other breeds of dogs jump up on a person, their reaction normally ranges from, “Oh, cute” to being annoyed.  Not so with my breed!  No one wants a Pitbull jumping on them.  Automatically, we’re biting someone’s face off.  Or going for the jugular.  Even if we’re just trying to give you a sloppy kiss.  So, before I can learn to play with the Frisbee, I’ve got to control my jumping, and re-learn it for sport.  My new parents are excited.  But they and Jamie and Laurel and I have a lot of work ahead.

It’s not easy being a Pitbull.  We get a lot of bad press.  I’m not going to apologize for bad dogs of any breed.  But I’m not going to apologize for bad owners, either, who mishandle dogs and make a bad dog problem worse.  That’s not what this blog is about. 

You should see the looks my owners get when they tell people they have an American Staffordshire Terrier.  When the lightbulb goes on and people think, “Pitbull”, they usually get a horrified look on their faces.  Please, I’m a lover, not a fighter.  I’m a high-energy dog who loves sports and playing and my family and Rawhides and belly rubs and licking you all over your face and hands til you tell me to stop it.  Don’t judge me til you know me.  “It’s the deed, not the breed.”  Please.