Meet Chipper!

Howdy!

So I think it was three weeks ago I was to publish a cute little blog post about my neighbor’s brand new puppies! My mom went and stole a couple in two days and we’ve been having puppy fever! We thought our cats were enough for us but I guess not. What I thought was very interesting though was the fact that we can’t have any more kittens, but two dogs in our neighborhood were pregnant and had a big batch of pups! Lord help us!

Now I’ll say, this little guy isn’t necessarily ours. He belongs to my sister. Yes, she and Brandon took one home with them. She’s been wanting a Rottweiler for YEARS! She almost got a chance to have one back in January, but my dad basically told her no and they never got one, they ended up with Sammy instead. Well, one day while at home they came over with us to see them, all ten puppies! Oh my gosh! My heart couldn’t take it! Somehow Brandon got her to go home without one that day, the next day my mom brought over two more and they ended up with this one because Brandon said he wanted a darker one. They originally named him “Yadi” after Yadier Molina of St. Louis Cardinals, but the next day I woke up and went on Facebook to see they had changed it to “Chipper” after Chipper Jones of Atlanta Braves, who was my papaw’s favorite baseball player.

Chipper is a lap dog. He’s going to be around 80-100 lbs and he’s going to be a big softie! Which there’s nothing wrong with that! Our dog Chance was a pit too and she was the sweetest thing on the planet! He likes to bite feet – basically anything he can get to! He knows how to sit and stand, not on command but he’s getting there!

He’s loving his “brothers” Gru and Otis already! It’s poor Sammy and Toni that don’t really like him at the moment. Hopefully they’ll both be okay with him as he gets older! He likes to play with the cat’s toys than his own! They have a weird looking “skunk” that looks more like a black and white spider named Stinky and our family dog ChiChi has these two little bears I shared during February’s photo challenge. She loves the blue bear, but she doesn’t really play with the pink one so when they brought him around the first time he came over to the house I grabbed that and he just kind of took to it so it’s now his little chew toy named Pinky! They got him a couple of tennis balls and other chewable toys like a bone and knotted robes. My sister puts them into an old lunch bag that she now calls his “baby bag” because whenever they go somewhere they bring his toys with them so he’s not too bored with himself and at least attempt to stay out of trouble!

Here are some pictures of him recently!

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Beware Of Human

So I found this cute little “meme” on Facebook the other day, is that what they’re called by the way?  I find it very difficult to have a serious conversation with anyone who says pit bulls are dangerous. The first thing I wan to do is shake my head and giggle, because I know it’s not true. Pit bulls are not your enemy. No large dog is your enemy, unless they’ve been trained to be that way!

Everybody has heard or knows of somebody of a dog attack on a person before, about 90% of those attacks are about pit bulls. People like to use pit bulls, boxers, Rottweilers, and bullmastiffs, etc as part of their sick games of dog fighting. They use the dogs to fight each other until one is fatally injured and they win money off of it. What is the fun in that? It’s heartbreaking for me to hear stories about that, I still Michael Vick and what he did to his dogs! The fact that several of them had to be put down because they were too aggressive around people just makes so pissed off and sad. These dogs didn’t ask to be this way, and this is how they are betrayed as something to be feared.

At one time, these dogs were used for good. They were used in the war as rescue dogs and soldiers like, Sergeant Stubby was a mutt and a stray Pit Bull terrier before becoming apart of the 102nd Regiment, 26th Infantry Division in World War I. He was taken in by John Robert Conroy, and they fought in seventeen battles. “Stubby the War Dog” was inducted into the America Legion. He died in 1926 and now is apart of the Smithsonian’s Museum of American History. Did you also know that back in the day, pit bulls were used as baby sitters to small children? Yup, nowadays people are too afraid to put their children around a pit bull. I love in a neighborhood where at one time, we had two pit bulls and two boxer mix. All of them had to be in cages or stuck inside, because a neighbors fear of pit bulls/boxers. All four dogs were gentle beasts that were raised to be good, but because of somebody’s fear they got a bad rap. One was even put down because he kept escaping his pin and neighbors kept calling about it. The owners couldn’t keep him inside as their female dog was already indoors and they feared of getting more puppies.

We had a pit bull for several years, she was our second baby. My dad still has fond memories of her in his head, he recently shared that once she got loose from her chain and took off down the road, somebody had called him while he was at work and he had to grab her and bring her back on his lunch break.  Chance was NEVER mean, in her later life she did learn how to bark whenever somebody came and knocked on our front door from my grandparent’s dog and our other dog Sydney, but once they came in the house she became this sweetheart and wanted to cuddle with you. She was brindle with a lot of white around her face, belly and paws. I’ve always had a soft spot for the brindle pits because of her. Our neighbor, they have a brindle pit bull, her name is Lexi and she’s almost a year old. She likes to jump on you, but she knows some commands like sit. She loves to get her face and belly massaged and give kisses to anybody that comes up to her.

It’s not just the pit bulls that have a bad rap, all big dogs that have masculine looks to them have people thinking they look ferocious, when that’s not the case at all. My sister and I grew up around big dogs, Chance and Katie (our black lab) were the two big dogs that weren’t allowed to come inside when we were kids because they were outside dogs. After we lost Katie and moved out of that house, Chancey became an inside dog and enjoyed that life of sleeping on the couch and our beds. My sister is a big cat lady, but she has ALWAYS wanted to get a Rottweiler. When I was in the hospital, she had two Rottweiler stuffed animals named Ava and Riley. They went everywhere with her! We were never told to be afraid of any types of dogs, so we grew to love them unconditionally. Which is probably our reasons why we always to want to adopt every single one in shelters.

Everybody in my family has been wanting to get another pit bull lately, we’ve been trying to talk dad into it, but the death of Chance still kind of lives on with him so getting him on board has been difficult. We need another big dog in our house though! ChiChi needs a buddy! I find it funny that we treat these breeds like people in many ways. We hear what others have to say and that’s how we judge them. I understand that if somebody has been attacked by one and are deeply scared of it or any other dog like it, but you shouldn’t condone every single one like it wants to hurt you. Sometimes we confuse the jumping and their playtime intentions as their agressive side. They’re just excited to see you and want to play with you.

Pit Bulls.

I just got done reading this story about Pit bulls. Usualy when you hear about Pit Bulls its usually not about anything good. Pit bulls have a bad rap, but its not their fault. It is their owners. If their trained right they will be mean to other people. Its not right at all.

The story I was reading was back before Pit Bulls got their bad rap, they were used as “nanny dogs.” How cute is that? We had a Pit Bull for several years until she died of a Brain Tumor in 2008. She was never mean to anyone.. We loved her to pieces. When we took the trip to Florida in 2003 my grandparents babysat our animals for us. They have a dog named Casey who was only suppose to be around 25 pounds and ended up being fatter than a pig. Our dog Chance learned how to bark by our first dog Katie that died around 2001-02. So Chance taught Casey how to bark. Now Casey shows it every single day. Thanks Chance!