Re: Friend痴 9-year old daughter in surgery after stray dog attack.
The first "pit bull" I ever saw was back in the early 70's I was living in Casa Grande,Az. on a 19 acre place I had leased. I was shoeing horses on the side and one of the feed lots I worked for would occasionally get in a pregnant heifer and would give the day old calves away. I had 3 or 4 of these calves in small pens made of pallets.One Sunday a friend of mine and his young bro. in law stopped by on their way home from Tucson where the b.i.l. had just picked up a dog he said was a pit bull.As soon as he went to the back of the truck and unsnapped the tether they had him tied to, he jumped out of the truck and ran over and jumped into the pens and killed 3 of the little calves before we could do anything.My buddy ran back to his truck and got a pistol and shot the dog before it got the last calf.In those days, before all the screaming half wits of today, we all carried a gun most of the time and nothing was thought of it.This was the first time I ever saw or heard of a "pit bull",I still don't know if this was really a "pit bull" or not, but it sure needed killing and got it real quick.
The first time I ever saw or heard of a Rottweiler was in 1986 soon after I moved to Calif.. I had moved out here for work and was living in our 5th wheel trailer in a park in Lake Elsinore. One morning, as I was leaving for work, there was a new small trailer parked in the temporary area and it was shaking like crazy. I stopped to see what was going on and there was this huge dog that looked like a King sized Doberman running from end to end ripping the blinds off all the windows and making terrible snarling noises.I knew I didn't want anything to do with that and started to pull up to the managers place to tell him when the owners or the trailer and dog pulled up. Apparently they had gone out for a quick breakfast and the wife was giving her young husband what for, for leaving the dog alone. From what she told me this was the second trailer this dog had destroyed and she just hated the dog but it was her new husbands Buddy that he had raised from a pup. The dog settled down after he got to him and brought him out.I stayed in my truck but asked him what kind of dog it was. He said "This Buddy my imported Rottie, he weighs 125 lbs."Just as I was leaving his bride said "either you get rid of that s.o.b. or I'm leaving and you'll never see your child". Apparently she was pregnant and didn't want anything to do with the dog.I don't really blame her after seeing him in action but her hubby apparently had the dog longer than her.
I'll never know how that turned out but I'll always think it wasn't a happy ending fo any of them.
I've known several of these breeds since then and never seen it turn out well, many of the owners swore they were the finest pet ever but in every case it ended badly.