[Keechak]

A must watch video! half way through you have to listen to what the elderly lady says.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TSgEcIOmojo&feature=related

 

[marsha=whitie]

That's pretty awesome.

 

[Inga]

A few years ago when I was a volunteer at the local humane society an older woman came in looking for a dog. She told me how she had lost her dog to old age and she needed another companion. I was busy processing an application at the time and I showed her to the kennel. I told her I would be right with her and we could look at some dogs, see if we could find her that perfect companion. When I finished what I was doing, I went to look for her in the kennel. I took her to the first kennel and she looked at the dog in the cage, "too small" she said of the Chihuahua mix. The second kennel was a Collie mix of some type, "too hairy." We went from kennel to kennel she walked past many without saying a word. I told her all I knew about each dog in the kennel and she let me talk away. She had in her mind which dog she wanted. It was a Pit Bull that had come in from a drug house. The dog had old scars on it and she was already pulled for euthanasia. I didn't tell the lady that sad fact but I did try to talk her out of this dog. The dog was a lovely dog but was simply way too much dog for this fragile older woman. She insisted I take the dog out of the cage. I did and the 3 of us went for a walk. The woman couldn't even come close to hanging on to Destiny (the pit Bull) because of how strong she was. She finally agreed the dog might not be the right dog for her. She did however, insist that she Destiny shared something with her that day. She KNEW Destiny loved her.
I don't think I will ever forget that older woman. I can't tell you how much I wish that could have worked out. That dog was truly a loving dog but her past damaged her. That woman had no idea what breed Destiny was she just knew that she had love in her to share, something that none of the other 46 dogs touched her with on that given day.

 

[marsha=whitie]

A few years ago when I was a volunteer at the local humane society an older woman came in looking for a dog. She told me how she had lost her dog to old age and she needed another companion. I was busy processing an application at the time and I showed her to the kennel. I told her I would be right with her and we could look at some dogs, see if we could find her that perfect companion. When I finished what I was doing, I went to look for her in the kennel. I took her to the first kennel and she looked at the dog in the cage, "too small" she said of the Chihuahua mix. The second kennel was a Collie mix of some type, "too hairy." We went from kennel to kennel she walked past many without saying a word. I told her all I knew about each dog in the kennel and she let me talk away. She had in her mind which dog she wanted. It was a Pit Bull that had come in from a drug house. The dog had old scars on it and she was already pulled for euthanasia. I didn't tell the lady that sad fact but I did try to talk her out of this dog. The dog was a lovely dog but was simply way too much dog for this fragile older woman. She insisted I take the dog out of the cage. I did and the 3 of us went for a walk. The woman couldn't even come close to hanging on to Destiny (the pit Bull) because of how strong she was. She finally agreed the dog might not be the right dog for her. She did however, insist that she Destiny shared something with her that day. She KNEW Destiny loved her.
I don't think I will ever forget that older woman. I can't tell you how much I wish that could have worked out. That dog was truly a loving dog but her past damaged her. That woman had no idea what breed Destiny was she just knew that she had love in her to share, something that none of the other 46 dogs touched her with on that given day.

Inga, you moved me to tears....

 

[Beki659]

I am absolutely bawling right now, thank you guys so much for posting.
It makes me so sad to think that one day Ill be the one in the nursing home. I hope that somebody will bring in a pit to remind me of max, my first dog. He's just like that dog on the couch, and it pains me so much to think that he wont be around for my kids to meet. Even now I wish I was at my mom's house so I could go snuggle with him.
It makes me miss charlee even more now (she's staying with my mom because Im in the process of moving).
Gosh :[

 

[WoodLark]

Very nice video! I firmly believe that there is no such thing as a bad or vicious breed. Unfortunately though, too many people who buy pit bulls do so for all the wrong reasons and through handler/owner actions turn them into dangerous animals that end up being destroyed. Dogs deserve better from us!