Pit Bulls? I don’t need no stinkin’ Pit Bulls

Ike
Ike is tired of all these damn bullies. He’s old and for cryin’ out loud these dogs just keep comin’ and goin’. His mamma must be runnin’ some damn hotel for miscreants. Now he’s heard there’s another one coming tomorrow night. Romeo, jeesh. From what he can gather Romeo suffers from confidence issue like that freakin’ Chihuahua she dragged home. He was so relieved when the guy took that Paco home. Cripes.

She’s probably going to bring him out of his shell too. When all Ike would like is for Chi to go back to the damn shell from which he emerged. Oiy.
I’m excited. I tend to have issues with dogs that are too confident. Gotta make sure they know I can throw down. Once they ‘Recognize’ then I’m good to go.
I think I could teach this kid a lot. The Chi is one sassy tamale now, he he he, I do good work.
I like than darn Chi though - I really like draggin’ him around by his leg. My mamma doesn’t want anyone to see me doing it though. She thinks it might be disturbing to those who don’t understand. I keep tellin’ her I’m not even a pit bull. I am an American Staffordshire Terrier. Doesn’t matter, I’ve heard her say. To most people we bullies are just ‘pit bulls’. But, like Bad Rap says, we don’t believe pit bull is a bad word even if it isn’t even a breed. At least discerning peeps know their head from their keasters and see us as individuals. I mean really, to know me is to absolutely adore me.
I think I’m gonna like this Romeo character. I’ll keep ya’ll posted. And I am quite certain my mamma will turn into a babbling idiot about him. Peace out ~ Debbie

Debbie
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