Alright. I just joined this message board..Why? because I seen this post. You might not like alot of the things I'm about to say. But oh well.
I for one am for the pit-bull and vicious dog ban in Alabama. I'm from Alabama as well and I have experienced first hand what those dogs can do. and they're ANYTHING but 'precious'. I'll agree that its SOMETIMES the owners fault, only because the owner can't control the dog's natural instinct. but those dogs shouldn't even be considered pets. They are bread as fighting animals. and they fight to the death. They're killers, ok? get it through your heads. You can nurture and pamper them them all you want from the day they're born, that still won't get rid of their natural instinct.
Where do I get off telling you all this? Here's my story. Two of my animals Buddy(goose) and Chance(my 10 year old Dashound) are the victims of this attack. Sadly..our story didn't make it to the news. Money and legal actions were involved afterwards.
Ok, I have alot of animals. 3 dogs 2 cats an iguana and..a goose. Well, I had a goose. Yeah, alot of you are gonna say a goose is a stupid pet, but I raised it from a baby. I loved him. Had him for 5 years. Never had any complaints about him, he never hurt anyone. But he paid an uneeded useless price and is now dead. Killed by a monster(aka pit-bull) on CHRISTMAS EVE of this year.
Oh and there wasn't just one monster. there were two.
about 11:00 on Christmas eve my dogs were barking, making alot of noise and I didn't know why. I looked out the window and a black pitbull had jumped into my goose's pen and..I ran out there screaming, trying to stop it but I was too late. I got out there just in time to see my goose try to fly away..only to be jumped on by the dog and have its neck broken. and instantly he was gone. The dog then stood up there beside Buddy's body..wagging its tail. Proud of what it had done..
Then before I had time to react my little dashound ran out from behind me when he heard all the screaming. He ran down the frount porch stairs and suddenly a huge brown pit-bull appeared from behind a tree, grabbing my dog behind the neck.
Then I finally found the strenght to move, I ran down the stairs and basically jumped on the monster, grabbing his throat, choking him, pulling his ears, punching his head, inhuman screams coming from me I wouldn't have been suprized if the whole neigborhood heard me. But no..no one came. no one was there. No neighbor in sight. My mother came outside a few seconds later when she realized what had happened. By then the dog had dragged Chance, and me, out into the middle of the yard.
She ran to the scene and tried to pull Chance out of the dogs mouth. It wouldn't let go. It already had a death grip on his throat, but he was still alive..So, my mom started beating the dog senseless with her fist, about 50 times in the eye. We stayed in that position for what seemed like forever. But in reality it was maybe about 10 minutes. Me holding on to the dog from behind, holding its neck with all the strenght I had. Keeping it still, preventing it from shaking Chance, one good shake and his neck would have been broken as well..
Finally, after the seeming eturnity of fighting, screaming and horror, someone drove down the street in a big truck, pulled off the road jumped out and grabbed a rake. Started beating the dog with it. The rake teeth even dug into its back, and were yanked back out again. Didn't phase the *******. Had about 5 round holes in its back where the rake had hit him, but he still wouldn't let go. My dog, my best friend was dying. There was blood everywhere. He'd already stopped making noise, his body was motionless. Finally one of out neighbors next door to us came out and was trying to help by getting this big long log of thick wood used to block in a flower-bed, and was also beating the dog, to no avail.
Somehow in the midst of the man helping us the dog pulled away from the 4 of us. Dragging my lifeless dog with him to the next neighbors yard, and under a car. We'd already come to the hopeless conclusion that my dog was dead..and the monster was just going to take him with him, and destroy what was left.
My mother and I were beyond hysterical. Never felt more helpless in our lives. We'd done everything we could to stop this..but it was like a bad dream that we couldn't wake up from. I kept thinking if I scream loud enough, I'll wake up..but no, it was all real. We'd basically lost hope..watching as the men went after the dog, trying to pull it from underneath the car.
Then..something amazing happened. Apparently our next door neigbor picked up a huge rock from the edge of the yard, and threw it at the dogs rib cage. Causing it to finally open its mouth.*We didn't see this happen, but it was told to us after the incedent, in the police report*
I'd had my back turned..then I heard my mother scream 'OH MY GOD!'..It was Chance, alive, actually RUNNING away, back to us. He ran directly to me, wagging his tail. I couldn't beleive it. I thought I was seeing a ghost..He'd held on for that long..or, come back from the dead or something I don't know..but he survived. We don't know how but he did.
So, I ran Chance back inside and tried to clean him off..then he went into some sort shock. I kept him inside and had to run back out in time to see the police had shown up. They already had custody of the brown pit-bull..the other one that had killed Buddy, had dissapeared.
The brown one by then was sitting in the back of a police car. Its eye swollen to the size of a golf-ball. My mother's hand suffered damage while beating the dog as well. Her hand swelled to the size of a grape-fruit.
We filed the police report. But the police said they couldn't do anything to the dogs because they didn't actually 'witness the attack.' What the ****? We'd just went through that and those sons of bitches get off free, when they deserve to die and rot in hell.
..A few hours later, when we'd gotten back from taking Chance to the vet, and my mom to the emergency room to have her hand xrayed, the owner of the dogs actually showed up. Appologizing for everything that had happened. Saying that he'd pay for all the medical and vet bills. and wished he could have done anything to have saved Buddy's life. Damnit, he had to be nice.
Chance had 40 lascerations(cuts) in his neck, and had to do reconstructive surgery on his throat. The same thing they had to do to that poor little boy in Gadsden.
So, the 500 dollar vet-bill was paid. He asked us not to go to the public about it. But since just our attack alone, there have been atleast 4 here in Alabama, if not more. They're banned everywhere else, and euthenized with no questions asked if people are caught with them, because of how dangerous they are. After that day, we'd vowed to have a patition started on a pitt-bull ban..but we didn't get that chance. and really, we didn't have to. There's been so many since then that the people of this state have done it themselves. and I for one am GLAD. Hate me all you want. I'm an animal lover till the end..But I hate those dogs. They're not in the classification of pets. they never should have been.
Because of those monsters, I'll have to live with this memory for the rest of my life. A whole lot of shit has happened in my life already..and then this. It was honestly the worst day of my life. I never thought I'd have a reason to hate Christmas. Now every year I have a reason to dread it.
My mother and I have suffered for what we went through, and so has my dog. It has forever changed us. Nightmares, panic attacks that have lead to mild seziours. And no matter how hard we try there's times where the images play in our heads over and over again.
I warned people around me that adults and children would be next if something wasn't done. And now look. If you people wanna just ignore whats going on, and blame it all on people..go right ahead. But its just going to be more and more tragedy.
That's stupid. It's stupid that any dog should be on the list. 
