Tuesday, August 30, 2011

New, cool thing: List of SCH and FR titled pit bulls




Just found out recently that Diane Jessup is compiling a list of all the schutzhund and French ring titled dogs in the U.S. She's already got a pretty impressive list going at her site now. Look at all those SCH III titled pit bulls!

Makes me wish I was still training Doc. I am still thinking of starting up tracking with him again so we can pursue an FH. He was always a really good tracking dog, and it's not too hard on the body, so if we can teach him to track on varying surfaces (grass, dirt, pavement) and stick with it, it's probably possible.

I still fantasize about that elusive SCH I that we never got, though. I wanted it so badly that last time, and we were just so damn close. If it weren't for that overly excited bulldog who wanted more time with his helper friend. He just couldn't bear to heel away from him all the way down the field for that long bite. Sigh.

Ah well, we'll always have the memories, at least. And a pretty picture of a pretty decent-looking grip on his escape bite!



Saturday, August 20, 2011

From the New York Times, 1987

It's been 24 years since this letter was published in the New York Times.

Sadly, it could have been published yesterday and sounded just as relevant. I wonder when or if the breed will ever get out of this rut of unfortunate "popularity." If, after more than two decades, we're still singing the same old song, I fear it may not.

It bugs me immensely when I read stuff like this as well: "Purposely inbred, starved, fed on gunpowder and blood, whipped and encouraged in constant fights to the death ..."

That kind of rhetoric is still so common among pit bull lovers, but most of the dogs that seem to be getting into trouble in pit bull attacks that are reported by the "alarmist media" (letter writer's words, not mine), don't seem to be dogs suffering from excessive gunpowder consumption or whipping. A lot of them seem to be owned by just regular people who might even love their dogs ... but they're either not understanding something about them (not seeing warning signs of potentially dangerous behavior) or they're failing to socialize and contain them.

I guess the more things change, the more they do stay the same. Only now there's a much wider audience for pit bull "news," via the web as well as in print media.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Really good blog post by Bad Rap on death of California's Darla Napora

Those who are spending a lot of time speculating and agonizing and pondering the death of pregnant Pacifica, Calif. woman Darla Napora, who authorities suspect may have been killed by one of her dogs, ought to read this thoughtful post from the Bad Rap blog.

As usual, a level-headed and intelligent response from Donna. No sensationalism, no sugarcoating, but a healthy dose of empathy for those who were really affected by a tragedy. Thanks, Donna.

Doc and Tucker go for a walk

Doc's not the most socially appropriate dog, so he doesn't get to spend a lot of time with other dogs. But he's always done fairly well with Tucker, who's very easygoing and not threatening or challenging in any way. So it's a good exercise for the two of them to walk together and just spend time being dogs.

People who own dog-aggressive pet dogs spend so much time avoiding any kind of interactions with other animals that the dogs never get any practice being calm in the presence of other dogs. Even though it's wise to err on the side of caution, if you want your dog-aggressive dog to learn to behave appropriately when other dogs are present, you've got to find a safe way to practice. When our boys walk together, we usually start out just letting them sniffing trees (NOT one another), checking out the environment and getting their energy and frustrations out, then we ask for a bit of obedience later on in the walk. Calm downs and sits and so forth.

We took them out today and had a good morning stroll. Doc spent a lot of time trying to coax me into feeding him biscuits by offering a heel, even when I wasn't asking for one ... he's food obsessed.










Sunday, August 14, 2011

Baked pit bulls

Since we've moved to Florida, one of the boys' favorite pastimes is baking in the hot sun year-round. They love it.



























Saturday, August 13, 2011

R.I.P. Rocky Road. Or, how to fail a dog in six easy steps.




Just learned that the dog my former tenants had adopted from BARCS was put to sleep at the shelter recently. I'm not sure how to say this without it sounding awful, but I can't say I'm surprised. From the very beginning, the dog was failed on so many levels. Set up to fail, even.

His story is, unfortunately, not at all uncommon for dogs that land in shelters as adolescents. Even less uncommon for young pit bulls that land in shelters as adolescents.

Here's how you fail a dog in six easy steps:

1. When you adopt dogs to renters, don't do landlord checks

My former tenants were approved to adopt Rocky before I had even heard of him. They'd called me to ask, in a very general way, if I'd be OK with them maybe getting another dog. I told them I'd have to think about it and check on some things, and I asked them flat out what kind of dog they were thinking of getting. They told me a pit bull, that they already picked him out, that the shelter approved their application, but that they wanted their current dog to meet him first, etc. I sent them a very long email about pit bulls, how they aren't a breed for everyone, talked to them about being prepared for handling dog aggression if the dog was intolerant of other animals as it matured, and so forth. I followed up with a phone call. They told me it was a lot to think about, and I told them I had to check to see if the landlord's insurance policy that picked up my homeowner's policy when my other company dropped me (they didn't cover rental properties) was cool with pit bulls. Turns out it wasn't, so I called them and told them no dice: No pit bulls. They told me it was too late: They already had the dog and that they were told he'd probably be put to sleep if they returned him. I'm a sucker, of course, so even though I was pissed, I scrambled to find new insurance, in the interest of keeping the dog in a home. I told the tenants they could keep him for now, but that I would have to fly up to meet the dog in a couple of weeks, to make sure I was comfortable with the situation. I wasn't happy, but I wasn't going to take it out on the dog.

2. Send dog to a new, inexperienced home intact

When I got to the house, this 7-10 month old male pit bull had been sent home intact. The pet addendum on my lease, by the way, explicitly forbids intact dogs and cats from living in the home because I just don't want any animal living in my house to be responsible for contributing to more unwanted animals ending up in shelters. My tenants said the shelter told them they had to take him before he was neutered because the shelter was full up and needed the kennel space. I was livid, talked to them about roaming dogs and hormones and so forth, and I insisted that he be neutered as soon as possible. I got him on the neuter list at BARCS with the help of a friend who worked there. He did get neutered within a couple of weeks, and I can only hope he didn't get loose in that time and make more puppies. But who knows – as you'll read later in this post, he was escaping the yard and running at large, so it's not outside the realm of possibility.

3. Send young, energetic dog home with a busy family with two young kids

I met Rocky, and he was a very nice, friendly dog. But he was young, had no manners at all and was very energetic and frustrated. He was mouthy and jumped on people and had no boundaries. But he was sent to live in a small rowhome with a very young couple with two very young children – an infant and a 6-year-old – and no time or money for training. As a a result, the dog spent a lot of time crated, in the basement or in the yard. Eventually, he dug a hole under the fence and learned to escape, and ran at large in the neighborhood. The neighbors told me they let Rocky's owners know he was getting out and running free, so they plugged the hole under the fence with a bucket, which I doubt solved the problem very effectively.

4. Don't prepare people adopting a young pit bull for dog aggression or proper management of a multi-dog household

My tenants were told at the shelter that Rocky was friendly with other dogs, and he got along well with their female dog during an initial meet and greet at the shelter. But once he got home, he proved to be too much for their female dog to handle. After meeting him, I'd say he probably was dog friendly, if handled properly and given appropriate outlets for his energy and offered some training and guidance. But he was pushy and rambunctious and rough with the resident female, who was very put off by him, and the tenants weren't really equipped to deal with it. So the two dogs had to spend most of their time crated and separated or they'd play too rough and have scuffles.

5. Don't seek out resources to manage your dog's issues or train him

Despite assuring me and Rob that they would take this dog for training, which we asked them to do on multiple occasions, they didn't follow through. A couple of months after my tenants moved out of the house, they returned the dog to BARCS with cuts on his face. Return reason: "Needs training." No kidding. That's what an adoptive home is supposed to provide for a dog.

6. Return dog to shelter, where he is euthanized

Poor Rocky was briefly put up for adoption at the shelter again, but before he found a new home, he was euthanized. A friend at the shelter looked him up for me to find out why. He was apparently attacked in a hallway by another dog while being walked, and both dogs were euthanized after the fight.

That, my friends, is the short, unhappy life of just one dog out of thousands – probably hundreds of thousands – who end up in the shelter every day. This was a nice dog, highly adoptable and good pet material, who's dead before his second birthday due to no fault of his own.

I know it happens all the time, but when it hits so close to home, it's painful – even though Rocky wasn't my dog, I feel partially responsible for the fact that he's now dead. What if I'd just put my foot down and told my tenants to return him right away? What if I were able to network for him with rescues up in Baltimore, once I'd heard he'd been returned, and got him out of the shelter before he ended up dead? But the reality is, I didn't do either of those things, and a dog that I know was a good dog was put to sleep because every step of the way he was let down. I can at least feel relieved that Rocky wasn't a fearful or aggressive dog, so when he got loose he never made headlines for biting kids or fighting with other dogs. At least there's that.

I've heard recently that BARCS is now doing landlord checks, which is great and makes me feel better about this situation. I also know that BARCS now has a Best Friends-affiliated Pit Crew that works with pit bulls before they go to new homes ... that didn't exist when Rocky was first adopted out. So maybe they'll be able to make further improvements to the adoption programs to make sure good dogs don't fall through the cracks.

I hope that any other shelter out there who might stumble across this thinks about it a bit, though, and examines their own policies to make sure they're doing all they can to make sure they're placing dogs in safe, appropriate homes. Because, while increasing adoption rates is a nice and worthy goal, I'm just not sure how useful it is if you're just displacing the problem and euthanizing the dog (or perhaps that dog's offspring) at the shelter at a later date.

I also hope that anyone out there toying with the idea of taking in a shelter dog think long and hard about whether they can commit fully to the responsibility of owning that dog, giving it what it needs to succeed and the implications should you decide to dump that dog at a shelter again. Dogs that get out of the shelter once are very lucky, and once they get brought back, their chance of getting out again decreases significantly. If you haven't given that dog the training and socialization it needs in the time it lived with you, that dog is probably as good as dead. And that's not the shelter's fault. It's yours.

Anyway, RIP Rocky Road. You were a good dog. I nabbed these photos from an internet bulletin board where they were posted to network Rocky and hopefully get him a new home after he was returned from the shelter. Sadly, they show the cuts on his face and stress he obviously was feeling when he was dumped back at the shelter. Poor kid. Rest well.

Friday, August 12, 2011

Tucker vs. Tugajug

Tugajug wins.

Rethinking pit bulls

I just noticed this on the web site for the National Canine Research Council: A live webinar with Don Cleary on Rethinking Pit Bulls.

Learn the history of canine discrimination, how the myths of canine aggression negatively impact contemporary animal welfare policies resulting in discrimination, barriers to adoption, and breed bans, and how you can protect future generations of dogs from being targeted.


It's taking place Sept. 16 ... and for $25, it sounds like it'll probably be worth checking out.

Google keywords

So I checked the stats on this blog to see how people who read here find us. Oddly the number one keyword search that leads people here is "mini pit bull," which is odd since I don't own anything I'd consider a "mini" pit bull (though Button is a pretty small little dude). And I'm pretty sure I haven't written about mini pit bulls here before.

So I did a Google search for mini pit bull, and guess what image came up:



It's my mini pit bull, Doc, on a treadmill! Too funny.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Trailer for new Wallace the Pit Bull documentary




Check it out: There's a trailer available for a new documentary being made about Wallace the Pit Bull.





Button loves bubblewrap

Just file this one under more dangerous things my dogs love ... but sometimes I let them have a bit of supervised fun. FYI, I do watch him very closely and don't let him eat the bubblewrap. And this is a very rare, um, "treat" for Button. No dogs were harmed in the making of this video. Can't say the same for the bubblewrap, though.

Rest in peace Catherine




I just learned this morning that Catherine Hedges, founder of Don't Bully my Breed, has died. I only knew her online – Facebook, emails, rescue-oriented stuff – but I mourn the loss of one of what seems to be a dying breed of pit bull rescue folks.

Used to be that pit bull rescue wasn't about sugarcoating the fact that pit bulls are not – and should not be – adopted by anyone with a kind heart and a warm home. People were screened not just for their willingness to adopt and their ability to care for a dog, but for their willingness and ability to cope with some of the unpleasant things that a lot of people gloss over today when talking about pit bulls. For instance, dog aggression is an issue that shouldn't be ignored in these dogs, and rescues and shelters should be focusing their efforts on the best of the best and withholding the dogs with temperament issues from adoption. it's not "all in how they're raised," and you can't Cesar Milan your way out of serious temperament problems and dogs that don't get along. In a world overflowing with unwanted pit bulls, and in an effort to make these dogs more appealing to the general public, some of these important messages aren't being relayed effectively to potential adopters. But Don't Bully my Breed was out there spreading that message.

From Don't Bully my Breed's website:

Pit Bull owners and the general public alike need to be educated about the truth behind these dogs - and not the sugarcoated version. Pit Bulls are not born killers, but they're also not the breed for everyone. Read up on their temperament, their pros and cons (yes, Pit Bulls can have cons - but no breed is perfect for everyone!). Make a rational judgement BEFORE acquiring a Pit Bull. Adopt a breed ambassador Pit Bull - one who loves all humans alike, is gushingly affectionate, and greets all strangers like a long-lost friend.


Rest well, Catherine. Just like the American pit bull terrier, I fear you were one of a dying breed.

Tuesday, August 09, 2011

Doc loves Rob




Just a bit of inconsequential day-in-the-life sorta thing, but I'm still thinking about it because it just makes me so happy.

Rob was out of town for work for two straight weeks, taking photos on assignment in various locations around the country. When he was done, he flew up to New York to meet me at my family's place for a long weekend. So all told, he hadn't been home in our house in nearly three weeks. With the exception of the long weekend, for which I hired a dogsitter, I was home alone with the dogs. Which is fine/good, I'm the primary caretaker of all three of them anyway. Rob adores them, plays with them, feeds them, cares for them when I'm not around. But when I am, it's always me and the three of them always flock to me, follow me, settle in near me, rely on me. Particularly Doc, who has been so incredibly bonded to me pretty much from the first day I brought him into our house after his adoptive home ditched him.

Doc is so much my dog that when new people come around to meet him, he tends to ignore them and look to me for direction, attention, treats. He's just super tuned in to what I'm doing or thinking, and the rest of the world might as well not exist. Rob really loves Doc. Always has, and if it weren't for Rob, Doc may well not even be around. There was a point when he had nowhere to go, no rescue to take him back, and we were advised by the one rescue that one of his former foster homes was fostering for that they'd take him but they'd more than likely have to put him to sleep because there was nowhere for him to go.

To be honest, I had no desire to keep this dog. He wasn't really a great fit for my household, he had a ton of energy--way more than I wanted to try to contend with in my little rowhouse with two other dogs, one of which was an elderly dog-aggressive bitch--and he was very pushy and rude and ill mannered. Before I got attached to him, I thought, maybe I should send him to this rescue and hope they would find a way to accommodate him. I made tentative arrangements to send him back, but when I got home from work the day we'd discussed it, I found Rob in the basement with Doc, crying and telling me we couldn't send this dog off to god only knows what fate with people who didn't want to keep him around. He asked me if we could keep him or try to find him a home on our own, and after a few months of trying to find a new home for him, we decided he was ours for good.

So just last night, Rob and I got in from our trip. I knew the dogs would be thrilled to see us. I opened the door, and Doc was excited and came to greet me, but as soon as he saw Rob behind me he FLIPPED OUT in that way that only a pit bull will. He was jumping up to try to get to lick Rob's face, running laps around the living room, grunting, screaming, tearing around like a wild animal. I really don't think I've ever seen him so happy. I still can't get over it.

Made me feel good that the pig appreciates the guy who may well have saved his life. Because for all that I've done to make Doc happy, it was Rob that made sure he stuck around.