Chcolate tri pitbull

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(Even though i didnt explicitly say it, it could be pieced together through context clues so; content warning: implied sa. Ive gone through a lot more than that, but thats a main one that im worried might trigger people. Again, I didnt talk about it this is a just incase.)
I'm so god damn paranoid. I thought someone broke into my house because the door was LOCKED. I don't remember locking it this morning(the key lock, I remember locking the fingerprint lock), so when the door didn't open after unlocking the fingerprint lock? Someone broke in. Never mind my dog, who happily welcomed me home, I went straight to the kitchen that's right next to the front door and grabbed a knife. Then, I searched all the rooms. There aren't a lot of places to hide, but there are hidden knives anywhere. For protection, obviously. I didn't stop until I checked all the rooms, closets and beds.
You have to understand how crazy this is. In my head, someone got past the fingerprint lock, went inside, locked two out of three locks on my door, got past my dog(protective pitbull) then hid.
Usually people think someone broke in because the door was UNLOCKED or the door was OPEN.
Nope, not this special coat wearer.
I'm absolutely sure that if I don't have cptsd, I definitely have ptsd. Only took 2 weeks with my therapist (that is now going on for 3 years) for her to point out that I'm heavily paranoid and hypervigilant, let alone pessimistic.
Look at my clothing for example.
Black drawstring parachute pants, double knotted at the waist so it's impossible to move past the top of hip. Combat boots. Long sleeve shirt with a cuff and scrunchie on either wrist to prevent it from moving to my elbow. A thigh long winter red coat with both buttons and zipper so it's not only hard to remove, it's also easy to be seen, and hides everything. It also has four pockets which I can hold an ID and phone for if I die in public(I don't want to be a Jane doe). A beanie so if someone tries to grab my hair, it'll come off first and give me time to escape. Same goes for my back pack. Always one arm in so if someone yanks it, it goes down without you. When going out in public with friends, I wear black lipstick so it can be hard to wipe off and leave evidence. Let nails grow out a bit so it's easier to scratch.
Every single choice has a reason to it. It's almost June and I'm wearing a winter coat because I feel safe in it. I have 12 pairs of the same pants because it not only makes it hard for a stranger to remove, but lessens anxiety in the mornings if I already know what I'm going to wear. It's easier to kick people while in combat boots. I keep my back against walls or away from people so I can keep everyone in my line of sight. There is a hiking whistle attaches to my backpack disguised as a bag buckl, it can be extremely loud for emergencies.
I have three locks on my door. Deadbolt, key and finger print. There is also a camera at the door as well. Apparently my muscle memory is better than my actual memory since I locked two this morning without realizing it.
I'm paranoid and scared all the time.
Atleast today I made myself laugh.

I'm so god damn paranoid. I thought someone broke into my house because the door was LOCKED. I don't remember locking it this morning(the key lock, I remember locking the fingerprint lock), so when the door didn't open after unlocking the fingerprint lock? Someone broke in. Never mind my dog, who happily welcomed me home, I went straight to the kitchen that's right next to the front door and grabbed a knife. Then, I searched all the rooms. There aren't a lot of places to hide, but there are hidden knives anywhere. For protection, obviously. I didn't stop until I checked all the rooms, closets and beds.
You have to understand how crazy this is. In my head, someone got past the fingerprint lock, went inside, locked two out of three locks on my door, got past my dog(protective pitbull) then hid.
Usually people think someone broke in because the door was UNLOCKED or the door was OPEN.
Nope, not this special coat wearer.
I'm absolutely sure that if I don't have cptsd, I definitely have ptsd. Only took 2 weeks with my therapist (that is now going on for 3 years) for her to point out that I'm heavily paranoid and hypervigilant, let alone pessimistic.
Look at my clothing for example.
Black drawstring parachute pants, double knotted at the waist so it's impossible to move past the top of hip. Combat boots. Long sleeve shirt with a cuff and scrunchie on either wrist to prevent it from moving to my elbow. A thigh long winter red coat with both buttons and zipper so it's not only hard to remove, it's also easy to be seen, and hides everything. It also has four pockets which I can hold an ID and phone for if I die in public(I don't want to be a Jane doe). A beanie so if someone tries to grab my hair, it'll come off first and give me time to escape. Same goes for my back pack. Always one arm it so of someone yanks it, it goes down without you. When going out in public with friends, I wear black lipstick so it can be hard to wipe off and leave evidence. Let nails grow out a bit so it's easier to scratch.
Every single choice has a reason to it. It's almost June and I'm wearing a winter coat because I feel safe in it. I have 12 pairs of the same pants because it not only makes it hard for stranger to remove, but lessens anxiety in the mornings if I already know what I'm going to wear. It's easier to kick people while in combat boots. I keep my back against walls or away from people so I can keep everyone in my line of sight. There is a hiking whistle attaches to my backpack disguised as a bag buckl, it can be extremely loud for emergencies.
I have three locks on my door. Deadbolt, key and finger print. There is also a camera at the door as well. Apparently my muscle memory is better than my actual memory since I locked two this morning without realizing it.
I'm paranoid and scared all the time.
Atleast today I made myself laugh.

crosstreets: Extension and Guadalupe.
hi! i’m a 32 year old female with a pitbull. i’m looking for a roommate (preferably female). i have a 2 bedroom and 2 bath condo. you will have your own room and bathroom. fixtures are up to date. i’m trying to get new furniture in the next couple months to make it cozier. i moved in here a few months ago. i work a lot and tend to keep to myself! but i am friendly, just tired lot from working a lot. my schedule varies throughout the week but i will be gone quiet a bit. - $860 per month FLAT (including all utilities) - community pool and spa. - lots of parking - safe neighborhood - washed and dryer - spot in the garage for an extra $100 per month
Please message me if you are interested and let me know a little bit about yourself :)

crosstreets: Extension and Guadalupe.
hi! i’m a 32 year old female with a pitbull. i’m looking for a roommate (preferably female). i have a 2 bedroom and 2 bath condo. you will have your own room and bathroom. fixtures are up to date. i’m trying to get new furniture in the next couple months to make it cozier. i moved in here a few months ago. i work a lot and tend to keep to myself! but i am friendly, just tired lot from working a lot. my schedule varies throughout the week but i will be gone quiet a bit. - $860 per month FLAT (including all utilities) - community pool and spa. - lots of parking - safe neighborhood - washed and dryer - spot in the garage for an extra $100 per month
Please message me if you are interested and let me know a little bit about yourself :)

I've been searching for a good Vanilla recipe using Fairlife 2% and some combination of Pudding, vanilla flavoring, or something without spiking the sugacalories that is pretty simple.
All I can find via search is people using Heavy Cream (need to keep it lactose free) or the protein shakes, but I'm not trying to use protein powder as I am trying to find a base to share with the family and not a 'workout/protein' style ice cream.
I'm so used to being able to just use straight Chocolate fairlife to get a perfect chcolate/frosty, but I can't for the life of me find one for Vanilla!
I've tried using half a package of Vanilla Pudding but it still tasted very bland? Anyone have suggestions?

Most of the time I feel pretty good about taking care of my dog. I grew up with dogs but my parents always took care of”care” of them, I just loved them and played with them. As an adult now, I got my dog at 10 weeks old. He was immediately potty trained and taught sit. He is now 1 year and 3 months old. He’s kennel trained and potty trained and knows sit, come, paw, other paw, up, and down. And TODAY he learned stay. I was so proud. We walked to the dog park like usual (my apartment has one so we go often), and then two dogs, around his size (he’s 65 lbs) came, and they were having a blast. Then a woman brings a smaller puppy, maybe 15-20 lbs if that.
For further context, a few weeks ago, there were two very small pitbull puppies at the park that he played with amazingly. He was so gentle and pretended to fall and stuff when they jumped on him. So I said “be gentle be gentle”” and he was. He just sniffed the puppy and and then ran around in another area. The other two dogs were barking nonstop in the puppies face.
Then. My dog. The monster apparently. Ran full speed towards this puppy and ran him over. The owner laughed and the puppy was fine but I just felt so bad. The owner said maybe we shouldn’t come when a bunch of big dogs are here. I said I’m so sorry about that. Then my dog started playing with the other two dogs again. As the puppy and his owner were at the gate, on the leash, my dog SPRINTS across the dog park, and absolutely BULLDOZES over this puppy. I, behind him, and running full speed yelling “no no !!!!!! Stop! Come!” But it was too late. He even close lined himself with the leash, yanking the puppy back and then zooming over it. The puppy was fine, just pretty scared of course. I just feel so bad and embarrassed. I know everyone’s okay but I just feel so bad and I was holding back tears. And I had no idea how to punish my dog for this at all. I knew he wasn’t trying to hurt the puppy he was just playing. I guess today I learned he can’t be around puppies because he doesn’t realize you can’t play with them like a big dog. I saw her walking the puppy when we left and apologized two more times. She said it’s okay it happens. Maybe I’m being dramatic idk but I think I need to work on the whole gentle thing and better recall. I just wanted to tell people who may also understand

Hey! I have a pitbull adult (4 years old, 80 lb), he was a rescue we got at 10 months old.
We know he was a bait dog in a dog fighting ring and that dead dogs were thrown in the river nearbly. (i suspect the shelter might have exaggerated the river part for pity points, but if its true it might be his source of fear)
He is very scared of water. The second water is involved he doesn't care about food, praise, commands, or toys.

1. Drinking water: We've cleaned bowls, changed bowls, filtered water, gotten him fountains. Doesn't work. He'll go thirsty.

The most he ever dogs is lap up a few mouthfuls after walks. He does drink boiled chicken water or water mixed with milk.

1. Baths: Hates them, he just makes himself as small as possible and shivers while panting. Happens both at home and at the groomers.
   
2. Swimming: When we first got him we put him in our pool (bad idea)
   
3. Misc: Sprinklers, puddles, rain, hoses, are all his enemy. He strains to get away from them.
   

We've never really tried to correct this behavior and so its gone on for the 3 years we've had him. Is it already ingrained into him or is there any way we could alleviate a tiny amount of the stress?
He is relatively trainable if that matters, like I said, he's four now and last month we taught him paw, speak, and loose leash walking.

There's a lady at the store and I just casually said "you have cute dog what kind of dog is it and what's its name?"and she said it was a full-blooded American pitbull, the dog had hair as long as a husky with bright blue eyes ears that stand up naturally and a curly tail, it's head was built kind of like a pitbull so I assume it's probably part Pitbull but it is definitely not full-blooded, the dog was still a pup she said it was about 6 months old, but by the way it was acting and she's probably going to get rid of it before it was a year old she kept yelling at it and jerking it around because it wanted to meet people, she even slapped it once and it made me mad so I had to leave, I personally cannot justify any reason you should be hitting your dog unless you're being actively attacked by the dog and that dog was doing absolutely nothing wrong it was being a puppy, and it was actually quite well behaved for a puppy with no training.

This is a long one, so if you want to jump straight to why I'm having reservations, see #3.
1. Rescue pittie's background
There's a 3-year-old pit bull mix I found that's been in foster care for over a year, let's call her baby girl. She has an unknown history, likely abandoned or maybe abused, and was brought in by a good samaritan. She was in a shelter, but quickly moved to a foster home because she "didn't do well" in the shelter (unsure of exactly what that means). She's been described as shy, anxious, and needing an adult-only home. I've been speaking with the foster mom for about 3 weeks, and she told me how hard it's been to find the perfect owner for baby girl.
Not only does baby girl need an adult-only home, but it's also preferred that she's the only animal in the house, so she can't go to a family with another dog or cat. That narrows down the list of potential owners to mainly young adults, who often live in apartment buildings that don't allow pit bulls, or with roommates who are afraid of pit bulls. Baby girl seems to be thriving in foster care right now but, unfortunately, the foster mom can't afford to keep her because she already has a dog.
Foster mom and I have had a few lengthy conversations now about baby girl's demeanor in foster care, and some of her known behavior issues. Baby girl doesn't like men and will usually growl at them if they come near. Foster mom didn't mention any violent incidents, but also that she can't definitively say whether or not baby girl is a biter since her history is still largely unknown. Baby girl can be dominant around other dogs, but thankfully has gotten along fine with foster mom's dog. Baby girl also resource guards, but no mention of snapping or aggression. Foster mom said overall, baby girl needs a lot of patience, positive reinforcement, consistency, and lots and lots of love to build trust.
2. Why I'm the best candidate
I'm single, live alone, have no pets, and my landlords are okay with a pitbull. So far, I'm only one who's come along expressing interest in baby girl who meets all the foster mom's criteria. I've never owned, nor have I fostered, but I've been the designated dog sitter for just about anyone I know with a dog for the past several years. I've also been around pit bulls my entire life, so I'm well aware of their reputation, and just how lethal they can be if they become violent and aren't trained properly.
As far as baby girl's behavior goes, I understand that "needing an adult-only home" means that she can't be around children, or really anyone who can't read and appropriately respond to her body language. I'm a young adult not planning to have kids ANY time soon, and none of my close friends have kids, so that's really no problem (at least for now). My friends are also dog people (as in they like dogs, not that they have dogs), so I feel confident they wouldn't overstep baby girl's boundaries. If, god forbid, anything happened that would make baby girl feel threatened and react aggressively towards people, I feel pretty confident that I have the physical strength to restrain her.
I understand I need to put a lot of work into training and caring for baby girl. Even though I'm in grad school, I thankfully get to work from home most days of the week which means I won't have to leave her home alone for hours on end. Summer also starts soon and my schedule will be free of classes with minimal research. That'll give me the time I need to help acclimate her to the new home, establish a routine, and hopefully build a trusting relationship. The foster mom has told me I'm exactly the kind of owner she's dreamed of for baby girl.
3. My reservations
Despite being trusted to watch my friends' dogs over the years, I'm still very inexperienced. I've never personally owned a dog. As a first time owner, adopting an anxious rescue pit bull is a HUGE undertaking. I reached out to a dogtrainer to schedule a behavior consult and build a plan to help baby girl transition, but upon learning about baby girl's history, the trainer HIGHLY recommended I go with another dog.
And, look.. I know this isn't going to be easy. I know it would be sooo much simpler for me to get a young, confident dog who would need practically no time to get settled. I also know that just because the right owner hasn't come along before me, doesn't mean one won't come along after me. I might fit the criteria the foster mom is looking for in an owner, but I'm trying not to let that pressure me into making a potentially irresponsible decision. But, the longer she is in foster care, the harder it's going to be to transition her to a new home.
I also live in an apartment, and baby girl right now is in a BIG house with a backyard that she can run around whenever she wants. I have a small patio that she might like to hang out on, but we'll for sure need to go on daily walks. Even still, will walks be enough? There's a dog park close to my apartment, but there's no way I can let her off leash to run around. At least, not until we develop a strong recall and definitely not until I can trust her around other dogs. Isn't that kind of unfair, that she might not get any chance to run free for weeks, or maybe months?
And then, in terms of the cost, I'm on a grad school salary - not exactly swimming in excess income. I've been considering rescuing a dog for quite a while and checked my budget to see if it would be possible. I know I can definitely afford food, toys, regular vet visits, grooming every so often, that kind of stuff. Also, the foster mom is going to give me all of baby girl's comforts like her bed, toys, favorite treats, etc., so that eliminates most up-front costs. She's also already spayed, chipped, and has her shots. But, if something serious happens to her, I don't have thousands lying around to pay for a big vet bill. I have some savings and maybe could use a credit card, but it's such a scary thought that I might not be able to pay for the care she needs.
As much as I feel emotionally ready and willing to adopt baby girl, I'm terrified by the sheer amount of responsibility that comes with caring for another life. She's going to be with me for the next 7-10 years. I'll be graduating in just about 3 years, and then who knows what life will throw at me. Is a couple of years enough time to address her behavior issues? Is there a possibility she'll NEVER train out of them? I just don't know. I'm scared, she's scared, we're a couple of nervous nellies. She's been waiting for a home for so long, and damn, I really want to be the one to give it to her. But sometimes, caring isn't enough.

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Sammy is his name, he needs help now more than ever because he is currently fighting for his life. Two months ago he was attacked by a pitbull that had no leash while my brother was walking Sammy. The entire attack happened in less than 10 seconds but the damage was devastating. The only reason why Sammy survived the attack was due to my brother's quick actions. My brother wrapped his hands around the pitbull's neck and choked him until he let go of Sammy (No the pitbull wasn't hurt at all). When the pitbull let go Sammy came off his harness and took off running despite his right front leg being broken. My brother ran after Sammy and was just barely able to get to him before a car passed by almost running over Sammy. Sammy was in critical condition but he lived to fight another day.
For the next two months Sammy spent all his time in and out of hospitals. He had a broken leg, had a tube on his stomach, stitches all over his back, and of course had to wear a cone. The first night he got back home he was hardly able to lay down to sleep due to the cone, broken leg, and tube on his side. All of this happened meanwhile the owner of the pitbull faced ZERO CONSEQUENCES for his actions. Due to living where we do, and what we've heard regarding the individual, we felt like we couldn't do anything about it. Like I said, Sammy had pulled through and was on track to being 100 percent .
Thousands upon thousands of dollars later, Sammy was about 90 percent back to "normal"....That was until this past week
Not even two weeks after Sammy had healed from the pitbull attack.. Sammy started to lose control of his body... he refused to walk and fell going up the stairs. He was tripping over himself and was drinking loads and loads of water. Once again Sammy needed to go back to the hospital.For the past three days Sammy has been in the hospital receiving all the care the rest of our money could offer him. Although we have tried our best, everything is pointing to neurological issues. We are tapped out of money, neurologist are already insanely expensive...WE LIVE CALIFORNIA... we have no idea just how insane the price tag will be for everything Sammy will need moving forward...if he has a tumor I can only imagine...Sammy does not deserve to go out like this. Before we had Sammy he already had lived a tough life. He was relegated to living in backyards with no shade in the California heat. He was in and out of animal shelters. Who knows what else he went through before he came to our lives. Sammy has spent the past almost ten years now living with a family that truly loves him. I personally would give ten years of my life to save him. He has two other brothers that wouldn't be the same without him...
I ask, will you please help Sammy out? It would mean the world to us all. Please help us help him live a truly long life. He still has so much to live for. Any donations will be appreciated.All donations will go to Sammy's treatment.Update, thank you to anybody who has donated so far, it means a lot, currently we have Sammy back at home, he was unable to see a neurologist due to costs. It was going to be the first time Sammy would be treated by neurologists and the cost was already at being billed at 8,500...with what's going on with Sammy he would require several trips to the neurologist and etc. Once again anything helps. Sammy seems to be doing a bit better from the three days he was hospitalized but definitely needs further help.

To make a long story short, after some nice family friend loaning us a vehicle 2 weeks ago, the battery has gone out after trying to jump it several times. It cost $25 at the pick-a-pull to get a new one. I have a ride to pick it up and hopefully I will get $5 back for the core charge.
My brother and I have fallen on hard times recently. My brother and our dog or unprovokingly attacked by a pitbull and my brother had to go to the hospital and received stitches after the dog ripped his hand open to the point of ligament showing. It was a bad experience. Somebody has helped us out with the vehicle since then but we need a new battery. Anything would help. Thank you very much.
Here is proof of the incident.
https://www.reddit.com/Austin/comments/1c2kg1w/my_brother_and_my_dog_were_attacked_by_a_pitbull/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=mweb3x&utm_name=mweb3xcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button

Hey guys,
I have a 6 month old pup, he's a pitbull/lab, (SPCA so unsure but potentially also short hair Burmese), he's a great pup, he's 60 pounds and loves to chew.
My partner (his mum) recently left for two months, and he's super anxious so he's chewing hard. He likes to chew up his bed, but im trying to prevent this, because beds are expensive and if he doesn't stop that's gonna cost alot. I've been walking him when he's extra anxiou, but also hoping to get him positive chewing alternatives. He doesn't like fake bones, painfully disinterested in Benebones
He loves braided bully chews, but those things are expensive. Wondering if anyone has suggestions on where to find bulk braided bully chews? (Or other chews that just last a while)
As I'm typing this out He destroyed a braised bully chew in about 15 minutes
Any other advice on how to help my pup while he's struggling is more than welcomed!! Thanks guys

First off. We share a plot with my landlord and the dog is theirs aswell but the dog isn't well looked after. I usually give him fresh water and snacks and any leftover food so he hangs out by our house a lot more than his own. So now to the dream. It started with my brother and I (i think its my brother, cant remember who exactly) being chained to a fence and we are tortured and bathed in the freezing snow weather and this dog(the same one that hangs out at our place so lets call him Jake) is also being used by our kidnappers to bite and attack us and so brother and I make a plan to escape and we eventually make our way home. When we get there, Jake us there aswell and everytime he sees me, he stands on his hind legs and sizes me up like a human. I tried closing the door so as to not see him and he attacked my hand. ( Jake in real life is a pitbull but he is a real baby and so sweet. He is excitable and really smart. He would never harm anyone on the plot except trespassers ofcourse.) I tried to search up this dream meaning but found nothing.

Hey guys,
I have a 6 month old pup, he's a pitbull/lab, (SPCA so unsure but potentially also short hair Burmese), he's a great pup, he's 60 pounds and loves to chew.
My partner (his mum) recently left for two months, and he's super anxious so he's chewing hard. He likes to chew up his bed, but im trying to prevent this, because beds are expensive and if he doesn't stop that's gonna cost alot. I've been walking him when he's extra anxiou, but also hoping to get him positive chewing alternatives. He doesn't like fake bones, painfully disinterested in Benebones
He loves braided bully chews, but those things are expensive. Wondering if anyone has suggestions on where to find bulk braided bully chews? (Or other chews that just last a while)
As I'm typing this out He destroyed a braised bully chew in about 15 minutes.... help pls!

An 80lb pitbull. The cliche of “it all happened so fast” is actually not a fucking cliche when a dog of that caliber is involved.
This pitbull’s behavior is 100% NOT a breed thing, nor is it for any pit. This dog was not aggressive prior to his adoption 3 years ago but was returned at 5yrs old heavily muscled with a clearly extremely induced predatory drive.
The animal shelter I work at is small and has many blind corners, some of them behind closed doors. The combination of this and the raucous barking of kenneled dogs can make it difficult to hear someone coming down the hall with another dog on their way to the yard outside.
This resulted in the aforementioned pitty coming face-to-face with a chunky but meek border collie mix. I just happened to be standing at the junction of this door to the main hallway leading outside, talking to a coworker further down the hall. I feel like I didn’t even register what was happening until I already had my arms wrapped around the pit’s waist and was wheelbarrowing him backwards. Then it was like my brain processed the initial shriek and the fact that there were two dogs at my feet where a moment ago there were none.
He latched on the first (and thankfully only) bite to the chest and blood instantly started dripping onto the floor while the collie struggled. My concept of time and honestly everyone and everything that was not those two dogs is almost nonexistent, but it was realistically 3-4 minutes before someone got a bite stick shoved in and then I was dragging this blood soaked tank of a dog backwards all the way back to his kennel. Those 3-4 minutes were filled with the poor collie crying, everyone around me either shouting, trying to pull their dog back by sheer force of leash, or attempting to jam the bite stick in, and me nearly lifting this pit clear off the ground by his hips. He just refused to let go.
The collie is getting sutured and will be okay. This was my first time experiencing (let alone being in an active role) a life or death altercation between animals at the shelter, or my personal life. I’m still feeling the adrenaline hours later and replaying every harrowing moment in my head wondering what else I should have done.
Throwaway for hopefully obvious reasons.

Before I start, hi mods, I’m practically begging you to keep this up, I have nobody to talk to about this at all and nobody that wants to for that matter. I really need this, it’s my last resort. Please. My account is basically a burner for when I need it, hence the lack of karma. Not a bot I swear lol.
Anyhow, hi, I’m rein- a 20 year old woman. Sometimes I don’t feel like a woman… more like a girl, especially when I second guess my ability to cope with stressful situations such as this. I used to like dogs up until maybe fifteen… that’s the age my mom got rid of our small senior dog to get two new puppies. An English bulldog and a German shepherd. This was also the age I got perused on my horse by three pitbulls. When I tell this story, nobody believes me at this part: but when my horse got tired from running and threw me off into some bushes, I watched her turn around when I regained my composure, stand her ground in front of me and fight off the pitbulls, until two of the three grabbed her throat and tore it out right in front of me. The third one ran away and got shot by police. I truly believe my horse, who was going to get put down a. Week later (she was old, scheduled euthanasia. It was gonna be our last, peaceful ride together.) saved me. I left with only a concussion and trauma. The other two shits died. My horse was a heavy Belgian draft mare, her huge hooves made quick work of them- but not quick enough. She was old and tired.
Anyhow. I hated dogs ever since. All of them. But especially pitbulls. The new ones at the time my mom got would further cement this in my brain.
It’s absolutely a nightmare to live with them day to day. I’m always woken up early in the morning by claws ticking on the wood floors. I’m in the basement, so I can hear it through the ceiling. I can also hear the bulldog snoring and struggling to breathe through the ceiling. I’m autistic. Noises such as these make me want to scream, cry, or punch someone. Another noise like this is the constant barking, at the same people every single day. When I get woken up by that, I genuinely have panic attacks. My heart starts racing and I can’t stop it.
The house is a constant mess. It smells like pee, always, because no matter how much we let the malformed excuse of a creature bulldog out he will go out of his way to pee on everything. Theres hair everywhere (my parents let them on the furniture and in beds) everything stinks, it’s embarrassing when people come over and you can just see in their face they know it smells. My clothes are constantly found and chewed (I’m not allowed privacy. The dogs can get my stuff.)
On top of this, they’re both aggressive. I can’t walk into the kitchen without getting my legs bitten and the slippers of my feet grabbed (sometimes along with my foot) my mom says it’s because they sense the devil in me. My parents think I’m the worst person alive because I actively voice my dislike for them often, because living in this house makes me sad and disgusted. Of course there’s more to it than the dogs but this isn’t the sub for that. They’re a big part tho. The bulldog once attacked my brother, grabbed onto his junk and wouldn’t let go one day. My grandma had to use excessive force to get him off and she still had to pry his jaw with all her strength off. My brother almost died because of the blood loss. Vascular area, if you get my drift. He has a bite history, lots of bite history, but all the people he bitten must of been dogs nuts too because they never got reported.
Same: The German shepherd lunges at random people and attacks our guests at Christmas parties. People laugh it off. She knocked my Baki (Croatian grandma) off my deck, broke her finger and ran my dad over on the ice rink. He hit his head so hard falling backwards I thought he died.
One time I wrote a whole document trying to explain my feelings in thorough detail. I spent months on it, practically begging my parents to get rid of them. How it would make all of us happier and healthier. I was called selfish and beaten by my mom. I snuck out that day and sat on the train tracks. But when I heard it coming, I chickened out. People saw me. Nobody tried to help. They just took pictures.
I have been depressed for a long time. I recently got diagnosed with bpd too. People say therapy dogs are healing, but dogs are the opposite for me. I want to move out and be independent, but I royally fucked up my life in my early teens- giving me 10k in debt. Because of my mental issues, I also genuinely can’t hold a job because I can’t handle working. Or understand basic labour concepts, I’m dumb. I’m just dumb. I can’t do anything. I’ll never be able to escape these dogs in this economy, I can’t have my quiet clean life like I want. I concluded a few days ago that ending my life is the only option. Point blank. It’s not worth it to try. Try to pay off my debt, find work, even if I do I’ll be well past my 20’s and even lawyers in my country are struggling to make ends meet. Me, who can’t even find basic work, will not be able to make ends meet. Ever.
Why did it have to be me. Why do I have to live with these hellspawn and also be fucked up on top of it. Where’s the fucking funny in this joke.

Everyone on the thread was shouting for the euthanasia of all pitbull breeds etc and it actually wanted to make me uninstall reddit as the hive-mind has been a bit stupid recently.
Maybe Im getting older, maybe Im delusional. But I just dont understand how we as humans can have this form of “nazi-esque” thinking and feel we have the moral high ground. These dogs just need love and attention and they will be great companions for life. Personally my pit was the calmest, nicest rescue until she was attacked by a german shepherd and never liked dogs since. Any dog that tried to dominate her she would nearly kill, and yes thats a fault of the breed. They are born and bred to be strong, powerful and deadly.
Most importantly they are born to be obedient. This dog has never once ignored my command because I trained her well. If I call her she comes. If I ask her to speak she speaks, and if I tell her to heel she doesnt care about a thing except being at my side. This dog changed my life and Ive had her for over 12 years.
Now shes going deaf and I know the end is near but I just cant comprehend the hate and ignorance over a breed of dog that was LITERALLY BRED BY HUMANS to be what they are and now some people hate them. Is this dog racism? Dogism?? Im going to miss this dog so much and I will never be the same when she goes. /rant
TLDR; Pitbulls arent bad. Racism and Dogism are bad.