I said I wasn't going to go into specifics, but I lied.
My issue with
some pit bull people (the general concepts of what the PB owner should be like and expect from his dog) is you have two polar opposites in thought about pit bulls.
You have the rescuers and their "general" beliefs. It's not ALLLL rescues, and reputable ones KNOW what the pit bull really is. But the general belief with a lot of "rescuers" of pit bulls is that they are sooo terribly misunderstood (and they ARE, but not in ALL regards), and they are just so lovey with ALL CREATURES. So, they let their pit bulls snuggle with their cats and if there is any dog aggression in the dog (or animal aggression), it can be...trained out.
Right. This is a general...thought of
some rescuers, not all. But I've been seeing it A LOT lately. It's like, people want pit bulls that do not act like pit bulls. They want the lovey dovey human kissing machine and baby snuggler, but they don't want the dog aggression or high prey drive.
The the OTHER end of the spectrum is the old school pit bull owners. The owners that almost seem to ENJOY seeing their dog act like an ass around other dogs because it's what they are
supposed to do.
This end, if your dog isn't from such-and-such line, it's not a dog. If you don't chain your dog outside, go to ADBA shows, or walk your dog in some metal contraption of a suit, then you're not being a responsible owner.
Hell, if you walk your dog down the street then you are doing your dog an injustice because you
might encounter an off leash dog in which your beast will surely attack and then you've scarred the already poor reputation of the breed.
These guys act like their dogs can break stainless steel collars and rejoin continents. Like, they own rabid dinosaurs, not a dog.
Both extremes drive me insane.
I like falling inbetween the two or on my own. I know what my dog is, and I know what she is capable of. I do what I do with her because I know her.
I'm not going to allow her to be around other off leash dogs because she
is dog aggressive, but I'm not going to pretend that I own a rabid dinosaur that can break bricks of concrete by head butting it, either.