The time I spent with, Mimi, (that was the pitt’s name) was to play or exercise with me for house, because she needed t. She was 99 pounds. Never hurt the cats or my dog. But trust her around an infant or small child? Never. It’s not really the dog’s fault. It’s the people who bred them to be vicious.
For exercise, I meant, not house. My parents didn’t do anything with her.
I was recently in line at a rabies shot clinic and behind me was an small, frail elderly woman who had obviously raised her now grown granddaughter. Her adult grandchild, who was a big woman, had their adopted older pit on a leash and it acted very friendly.
In an instant, the dog went from tail wagging bliss to growling, viscious snapping, attack mode at a car passing by. It was all the big granndaughter could do to hold him back. Turns out the dog doesn’t like reflected light off of, in this case, a car window. The instant change in demeanor was startling over such a small thing as that.
I own rental property in a depressed area and when prospective tenants tell me they have a “mix” that is code for pit bull, rotty, etc. I scan their social media beforehand to determine what type of animals they have. And now you can get in trouble saying “no pets” due to the ESA phenomenon.
Yeah, I agree. The breeding over generations had its purpose and it wasn’t bred for family protection. Not the dogs’ fault. People are funny - calling a 99 pound pit bull Mimi. That name is more suggestive of a toy poodle.