Damn Rell...sad story. My heart goes out to you. When you have little ones of your own definitely get a pup for em. I waited until they were about 6 yrs old so they understood how to love on him and take care of him. Our E Reed is such a great part of the family now.Thanks bro; I’ve cried when all my dogs died simply b/c they are apart of the family; but that was different...they all lived long, healthy lives and died naturally. Bruh; I never screamed so loud in anger & pain when my dad called me outside. My dude was trying to still lick me as he was breathing heavy & bleeding from the nose as I was holding him. That bytch put ground meat in our backyard masking rat poison.
I better not ever find him. I think he’s in AZ somewhere close to AZ. But yeah, as u can see I’m still triggered by all of this even though it happened like 12 yrs ago. Maybe one day I’ll own again, especially if I have children. A child should have that experience of raising a pup to a dog...unequivocal loyalty & love
Damn what a great lookin little guy. Love your story brotha. Love to see a pup like that get a great chance somewhere.thanks. It took a couple girlfriends along with way to help train him haha. He has never lived inside so he was scared of everything and every noise. He has gotten better with it and now prefers insides over outdoor. He also isn’t a fan of strangers walking by the house or anyone he thinks is getting close to me or the house. It’s a good thing but something I always have to be on guard for as I don’t know his full past and just want to keep everyone safe.
Here is one more photo since I have too many in my phone. He still isn’t a big eater but I have gotten him to put on about 15lbs since I have had him.
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Awesome! Same timeline as me and my rescue and looks like the are mixed with some of the same stuff. You ever do one of those DNA test?
I haven’t but we’re pretty sure she’s a pit/lab mix. Your timeline is eerily similar. Janey was in a foster home for 6 months before we got her so she wouldn’t be afraid of people because of what happened. She almost died from how she had been treatedAwesome! Same timeline as me and my rescue and looks like the are mixed with some of the same stuff. You ever do one of those DNA test?
I was told mine is a boxer/mix which mine has narrow hips like a boxer but they also probably labeled him that way to make it easier for adoption and has helped me when getting apartments in the past. I’ve had some apartment question was mine a pit and I had to show them my papers.I haven’t but we’re pretty sure she’s a pit/lab mix. Your timeline is eerily similar. Janey was in a foster home for 6 months before we got her so she wouldn’t be afraid of people because of what happened. She almost died from how she had been treated
If you ever catch that guy, I sincerely hope I get put on your jury. No conviction.Used to breed German, American, and Belgium Shepherds; primarily German Shepherds. Love them. After our last German died of natural causes, the family & I took a break from The Shepherds.
Raised our first Akita from a pup. That little sucker got huge....like 125lbs huge, and had the aggressive trait. Loyal af, too. Name was Kuma (Japanese for Bear b/c he looked like a bear.)
Living in the hood; the mentality of dogs is different. Some view as pets, while others view as money makers (Pits/Rotts). Caught my next door neighbor hanging & beating his pits. My dad called Animal Control to rescue them; Sheriffs pulled up to to give dude a warning. He looked at our house, threatened my dad; proceeded to beat his @$$. Next day, him & his family moved. He left my family a parting gift; poisoned my dog. My dog died the next day and I never recovered. Never owned a dog again.
Never could find dude, and my other neighbors who knew his girl wouldn’t tell me where they moved, b/c they already knew what was going to happen, b/c they know me. I always get butterflies seeing dogs; I love them...been around them practically my entire life. But owning again? Man, seeing ur dog gasping for life....man, I don’t think I can ever own again. That experienced traumatized me & my father.