My Buddy, Bud.
Yes, he is a Pit Bull. And yes, he has
that really big head that I am told is desirable for a Pit
know nothing about what characteristics a 'good
Pit' should have, but isn't
fact, he is so much better looking than other Pits
I've seen, that I thought he might be a mix. My Vet says "No, he's one hundred
percent Staffordshire Terrier...and
that's a fancy name for Pit Bull." :o)
But, it isn't his good looks that won my heart. It is his loving, caring , loyal heart that makes me love him so much.
My oldest son brought one year old Bud to me as a gift. My husband
had died three months previously, and Les felt that I needed this
dog that he'd had for almost a year. I didn't want him. The
dog appeared well-mannered and sweet, I told him, but I didn't need any
pet, and certainly not a Pit Bull. I intended to do a little
traveling, and the dog would just be a responsibility I didn't need.
What old woman in her right mind would want a Pit Bull?
Everyone knows what a dangerous animal they are...right?
"Mom", my son said, "I am going to leave him here. I will be back in two
weeks, and if you still think you don't want to keep Bud, I will take
him then." And with that he left. Just walked out the door
and left his mother sitting there with that dangerous Pit Bull sitting next to her....licking her feet.
Needless to say, if Les had tried to take Bud back with him
when that two weeks ended, we would have had the biggest fight of
our lives...and we've had a few. :o)
Bud has been my constant companion for six years now. And I do mean
constant. He is beside me every step I take. Even when he's
relaxing and sound asleep, if I try to tip toe quietly from the room,
he is instantly awake and trotting along behind me. At night, he
either sleeps on my bed, or on the floor next to the bed.
But he takes nothing for granted (how many people do you know
that don't begin to take you for granted?), and always waits for
permission before doing anything. Even though he has shared my
bed for six years, he still waits for me to tell him it's okay before
he jumps up.
There have not been many times that my car has left the drive-way without Bud as a
passenger in the back seat....yet he still waits for me to tell him to
get in the car. When I do go somewhere without him, he's okay
with that, too. I can tell him an hour before leaving that he
won't be going this time and he fully understands. When it's time
for me to leave and I get my car keys, instead of following behind me,
he goes and lays down on his bed in the family room...and just looks at
me as if to say, "I know you'll be back, so I'll be waiting."
He never gets on the furniture, never gets in the garbage, never digs
holes in the yard, never barks unless someone is approaching our door(and he stops barking then as
soon as I tell him it's okay, and acknowledge that I know someone is
there.) or we are playing, doesn't jump up on people (okay, maybe I
lied just a wee bit. He's all over my daughter and one of my
sisters when they come to visit, and doesn't pay any attention when I
tell him to stay down...but does when they tell him) and never leaves
our property...except that one time that a neighbors golden retriever
got frisky and came to visit. He did start to follow the hussie
home, and was more than reluctant to return to our yard without her. :o)
We have a very large fenced backyard, with a half acre of woods beyond
that for Bud to run free in. (That is also where he takes care of his
"personal business". How great is that...no mess in my yard!)
There is a place in the wooded area that is not fenced, and he
could get on the neighbor's property...but he doesn't. Our front
yard is not fenced, but Bud somehow knows our property line, and
does not go beyond it, even though other neighborhood dogs freely run
the street. To me this is nothing short of amazing, for he has
never had any formal training. All it requires is to tell him in
a normal voice...as if you were talking to a child...what he can or
cannot do...and that's the way it is. Plus he doesn't argue about
it the way my grandchildren do. <LOL>
He gets along well with the neighborhood dogs, although I don't give
him much opportunity to play with them. He's fine around the
other dogs when we go to the Vets. I really worried about that
the first time...he passed the test with flying colors.
He LOVES people, and the only worry I have concerning human visitors
to our home is that he might lick them to death if I didn't tell him
"No licking". During our six years there have been a few people
he seemed to take an instant dislike to, and he has just frozen at a
distance from them and growled a warning. He seems pretty smart,
so I pay attention to his warning when this happens.
My daughter and her children lived with us for eighteen months. He
loved them all so much, but they have now returned to the west
coast. The first couple of weeks without them were tough for him.
He slept in front of the door, as if waiting for them to come
home. He didn't eat right, and in general just moped around.
But he's fine now, and seems contented for it to just be the two
of us again.
We have traveled by plane four times across the nation, drove from Washington
state to Florida and numerous shorter 300 mile car trips. He
thinks planes, cars and motels are great fun, and always gets excited
when he sees me packing a suitcase. He knows then that we are
heading away from home. He has proven that my concern about
wanting to travel was not valid. He's a better traveling
companion and less trouble than most people.
I often joke that I have been married three times, but Bud is the best
companion that I've ever had. He showers me with affection,
listens when I talk as if I'm saying interesting things, never
complains or gets mad at me, and loves to just be near me. What
more could a woman ask for?
It breaks my heart to know that the few people who have abused
these dogs, training them to fight and be aggresive, have caused many
to fear them, cheating them out of owning one of the best pets a family
The Pit Bull is very intelligent, easily trained, and will behave in any
manner his owner chooses. They are powerful, and can do much damage
when they know that is what is
expected of them. They are courageous and loyal, and I am told, will
fight to the death to gain their masters approval. And I belive that is
what the violence and aggresion is about...not "I want to hurt
and kill", but "I want my master to love and approve of me...regardless
of the price."
My son gave me the best gift I have ever received from anyone....truly a gift of
love. All seventy-five pounds of Bud is just one big lump of
love and adoration. And all one hundred thirty-two pounds of me
loves and adores "My Bud."