Originally Posted by
James NM
Pit Bulls. Well let's see.
It's about Midnight here in New Mexico on a Saturday night. I'm sitting in my office with my best friend since Sept '01. Lady Bug is a Lab mix that I rescued from a bad home/environment when she was about two years old. I have been a dog owner/lover for about 45 years, and I can say without reservation that Lady Bug is the best dog I have ever known, and I've owned a lot. I own my own business, and this has allowed Lady Bug and I to spend almost every minute of every day together for the last eight years. She has literally been my shadow - where I go, my shadow follows.
Over Labor Day weekend, (two weeks ago) Lady Bug got deathly ill, could not/would not eat, was throwing up, and I feared, near death. When the Vet opened on Tuesday (after Labor Day) I took Lady Bug in to see what was wrong with her. She was running a fever of about 105 degrees, so the Vet gave her a shot of antibiotics and a prescription for more for me to give her orally.
Over the next week and a half, Lady Bug got better, her fever broke, but was still weak. Blood tests revealed that she had an infection of some type, but we don't know what was wrong with her. Before she got sick she weighed 63 pounds, but by today she has lost about 10% of her body weight. She has been eating again, but doesn't have much of an appetite. She is once again my shadow, but moves very slowly and is clearly not herself yet.
So, enough history. This afternoon, my 17 year old niece, one of her girlfriends, and my employee were doing some cleanup on my property so that my niece could bring in a horse. My neighbor's Pit Bull mix charged them, unprovoked, while they were on my property. My employee removed his belt, and started swinging it at the Pit Bull mix to ward it off. Lady Bug saw the Pit Bull attack, and came to the rescue. In her weakened state, she was no match, but she knew her duty.
I was in the shop when I heard hollering, screaming, and all hell brake loose. I came running as fast as and old, fat, out of shape man could. When I rounded the corner, I saw Lady Bug on the ground and the Pit Bull mix on top of her, trying to shred her to bits. I knew that when I hit the Pit Bull full speed with my foot, that I would knock it off Lady Bug. I was wrong.
The Pit Bull didn't release it's death grip, so my next instinct was to pull my pistol and shoot the aggressor. But instead, I hit the Pit on it's head thinking that would work - nope. Next I grabbed the Pit's leather collar and tried to pull it off Lady Bug, but all that did was pick up the Pit and Lady Bug, as the Pit had it's jaws clamped on Lady Bug's throat. I then noticed that the Pit also had a chain collar, so I grabbed the chain, twisted it, and hoped I could choke the Pit enough that it would have to release it's grip. Just as I was about to give up and was reaching for my pistol, the Pit finally succumbed to the choke down and released it's grip.
As they carried Lady Bug away, I held the Pit in the choke hold so everyone could retreat. The Pit looked me in the eye, Lady Bug's blood dripping from it's mouth, and the only thing I saw in it's eyes was pure evil. It was all I could do to fight the urge to destroy this beast. But in the end, I love animals, have trained to pull my CC weapon only as a last resort, so I released my choke hold and let the Pit retreat to it's own property.
Well, it's taken me well over an hour to type this, as I stop frequently to comfort Lady Bug, to hold the water bowl so she can drink, to reach for another Kleenex, and to try to regain my composure. I know not whether Lady Bug will live, I have preyed so, but fear the worst. She has not moved from her bed since we returned from the Vet about 10 hours ago, but at least she is drinking some water.
So, let's talk about Pit Bulls. I always thought that Pit Bulls got a bad rap and it was the owner's fault if they were mean and aggressive. But my neighbors are just ordinary people. They are like 60 years old. They are not criminals or drug dealers. They just happened to own a Pit Bull mix.
So what do I think about Pit Bulls? I say to hell with them. My employee tells me that before I got to the scene, the Pit had Lady Bug by the throat and was throwing her around like a rag doll. Had I been there and seen this happen, New Mexico would have one less Pit Bull to worry about.