8/26/13 Guest Blogger, “Mom” – Being A Pitbull Mom

To finish off the third and final installment of my “BSL” and “Dog Fighting” blogs, I have asked my human Mom to be a guest blogger today.  Tomorrow I will go back to my normal blogging activity.  Woof!  Love, Maggie

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Hello!  I’m Maggie’s human Mom.  I want to say that I had never, ever considered getting a Pitbull as a pet.  Never.  I had spent years rescuing Greyhounds, and was familiar with those dogs and their issues.  But.  The Greyhounds have been gone for many years, my son Jamie pretty much outgrew his asthma, and it was time for another dog.

We put our heads together and decided on a shelter dog.  I put down my hard and fast rules:  1. No puppies.  2. Mixed breed dog.  3. Short hair.  4. Male dog.  We went to the shelter and looked at EVERY dog.  Jamie kept going back to kennel #23.  Her name was Maggie, and she was a beautiful white dog, sitting with her front paws crossed very ladylike.  She looked at us with intelligent eyes.  There was another dog there, a Shepherd, who had been a U.S. Marshall’s dog (how it got in the shelter, I have no clue).  Egypt knew all her commands, and was 6 years old.  I was leaning towards Egypt but Jamie said, “Mom, I think 6 years is a little too old.”  Scarred from the short lifespans of Greyhound Rescued Racers, I caved.  So much for my hard and fast rules!

We set up a sniff & meet in the corner room and Maggie came in, head down, tail wagging. She kissed us all over our faces and leaned up against me in a doggie hug.  My goose was cooked.  I still didn’t know she was a Pitbull.  Silly?  I don’t know; maybe, but in my mind all the Pitbulls looked like the Target dog and had pointy faces.  I thought she was a Lab mix.

At the counter, the lady explained that Maggie needed a spay.  I quickly agreed to everything:  Stitches that dissolve. Pain meds.  Antibiotics.  Anything.  As the woman was typing in the information, she said aloud, “Breed:  American Staffordshire Terrier”.  And that is when my brain exploded.  Pitbull?  PITBULL??!!!  THAT DOG CANNOT BE A PITBULL!!!  Stupidly I stammered, “How big is it going to get?”  The next thought in my mind was, “Jamie, pick out another dog!”  Every negative media story I had heard and seen flashed through my mind in a nanosecond.

I must have had a real look on my face because Jamie looked at me with wounded eyes.  “Mom!” he practically whispered.  My mind wheeled back to just a few minutes before, of the skinny white dog with the smiling face, leaning up against me, hugging me as if her life depended on it.  “We’ll take her,” I stated firmly, wondering how I would explain a Pitbull adoption to my husband.

The rest you know from Maggie’s blog.  She’s a real Daddy’s Girl and her human Dad loves her to pieces.

The reason I am saying all of this is because I almost missed out on THE BEST PET of my life because I had a knee-jerk reaction to the word, “Pitbull”.  I hope that through Maggie’s blog, some people will have a second thought about these wonderful, brave dogs, who are abused beyond anything we can even think of and then left on the streets, in Dumpsters, and abandoned houses, to die.

Education is key for humans.  We need to understand that things like dog fighting and BSL are wrong.  There is no “clean” or humane dog fight.  Everybody loses!  BSL just spreads fear and ignorance.  We need to understand that if we abuse a dog and train it to be aggressive, well, it’s going to happen.  But if we treat our dogs with love, patience, routines, and school, we will not have most of these aggression incidents in the first place.

Never, ever in my wildest dreams did I think I would be a Pitbull Mom.  Now that I am, I can’t imagine not being one.

Thank you,

Maggie’s Mom

PS – Egypt was adopted within 3 days! 

20 thoughts on “8/26/13 Guest Blogger, “Mom” – Being A Pitbull Mom

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  2. Paula Perry

    Reblogged this on touch of home pet care and commented:
    I was a pit bull momma. Due to BSL I am not now, but I am an advocate for pit bulls and volunteer for a pit bull rescue. Bless all the pits and pit moms! Changing one human heart at a time from the their bad rap. Many thanks to the media for this (sarcastically).

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      1. maggie0019 Post author

        That’s funny! When I’m trying to streeeetch myself across the floor to reach something, Mom tells me I’m “Scooby Do-ing”

  3. The Stately Hound

    Awww… they are the GREATEST, yet they get such a bad rep. We can’t wait for the negativity surrounding Pitbulls to subside. They are such fun loving dogs, as you no doubt no from being a proud Pitbull Mom!!

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  4. Cicci

    Wow, when I decided to get a shelter dog years ago I had my mind set on maybe a smaller dog or a Labrador. What I left with was a 4 year old Doberman girl! She had been abused all her life but turned out to be the sweetest soul I have ever met. Dogs are so lovely no matter what breed 🙂

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