| BSL in CA? 2005-06-22 07:47:25 ET |
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Here we go, folks....it starts in CA, too because of the Fabish family and their irresponsibility with her pits. ANy of you who feel so inclined, please call our capitol and tell them to shove the new ammendment.
updates here:
http://www.understand-a-bull.com/BSL/AlertPages/California.htm
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| *Sniffle* 2005-06-17 05:46:53 ET |
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This made me cry...a horrifying blubbering mess. The auther of this should win an award or something:
I'm sorry you are frightened of my dogs and are trying to have them
killed because they are pitbulls.
I'm sorry you lack the understanding of this breed's true history,
gentleness with people, wonderful temperament, intelligence and
behavioral conformation. I'm sorry you won't read the ATTS stats
regarding our breed's true temperament, putting it in the top four
for temperament, scoring better than breeds like Golden Retrievers,
and cocker spaniels.
I'm sorry that you side with and protect animal abusers by marking
the breed of dog, and not the irresponsibility of the owner. I'm
sorry that by your logic I could steal a car, run some people over
with it and then you can blame the make of car for the accident, as I walk free.
I'm sorry you generalize one breed of dog with one group of people.
I'm sorry you can't see the love and determination that many often
highly educated, non-criminal and "normal" types of people show
towards this breed and the great personal sacrifices that they make
to take care of their dog responsibly.
I'm sorry you cannot go into the shelters and see the hundreds of
abandoned and abused pitbulls, dying only for the inane "crime" of
being born the breed they are. I'm sorry you cannot see the look of
disappointment in their eyes as someone walks by their kennel, and
refuses to consider adopting them based on an ill educated fear
mongering reporter. I'm sorry that you cannot be there when the
animal looks at a human for the last time, and in spite of betrayed
by all humans they have met, their tail still wags as someone
approaches with the syringe of Euthinol.
I'm sorry cannot be there when law enforcement shoots one of your
dogs dead inside it's own home in front of the children it mutually
loves for simply getting off the dog bed and walking over to say
hello with it's tail wagging. I'm sorry you cannot be there to rescue pitbull puppies from a plastic bag in a dumpster, dumped there by someone switching their illegal, and inhumane activities to another, more lucrative breed.
I'm sorry you cannot understand the difference between canine and
human aggression, in the way that this breed can. Yes, I'm saying my pitbull is smarter then you.
I'm sorry that the medieval witchhunting genetics of intolerance,
generalization, and racism make you feel the need to vilify a breed
of dog. I'm sorry that justice, equality, tolerance, common sense are all things you hold dear as a fellow Canadian, and expect from
others, but do not yourself offer them towards a pitbull or its
caregiver. I'm sorry that you don't take the constructive time to
petition changes in the Canadian animal cruelty act, and in the
criminal code that would deal out serious punishment to the real
animal abusers.
I'm sorry you cannot see the disappointed look on a puppy's face when the people petting it quickly frown, and walk away when you tell them it is a pitbull. I'm sorry you feel the need to terrorize my family and my dogs for crimes we never have and never will commit. I'm sorry you don't have to live in fear of your dog's safety from hysterical, and mentally unstable people trying to inflict all manner of evil upon your dogs.
I'm sorry that you cannot see my breed working in some of the best
Search and Rescue groups in the world, saving countless lives each
year. I'm sorry our media censors and refuses to print the breed
name "pitbull' when in connection with a positive act such as saving a person or child from a burning house, drowning, wild attacking
animals, etc. I'm sorry you cannot see the many pitbulls registered
as therapy dogs and bringing so much joy to another misunderstood,
neglected demographic in our society, the senior citizen.
I am sorry you can't see a pitbull kiss a child, step carefully over a kitten, or play in a sunbeam. I'm sorry you cannot wake in the
morning to feel a warm pitbull cuddled next to you in bed, and know
that you are their total world, and even if the house caught fire and trapped you, they would stay with you to the end.
But, now that I really think about it, I'm not at all sorry you don't own a pitbull--you do not deserve one.
Rob MacBean
The Mongrel Hordes
Lake Cowichan BC
(Permission granted by me the author to crosspost as long as it stays
intact, and with my name on it.)
"He is your friend, your partner, your defender,your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful & true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion." Unknown
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| Breed Specific Legislation 2005-06-13 07:51:09 ET |
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So I have no idea if there will be anything like this ever in CA...I think us CA pit owners will only be limited by insurance companies, but even though it's Denver, if this petition can prevent breed specific legislation there, it can work everywhere.
http://www.petitiononline.com/savecyan/petition.html
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| Clean Machine 2005-06-06 22:43:18 ET |
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I just cleaned my room for the first time in months...and DAMN, it feels good. I also switched out my computer chair. I used to have this HUGE ass wicker patio chair in here, and now I have a nice, teeny, compact, not-tempted-to-pile-clothes-on-it, rolling office chair. W00T for space! Now, if I can only muster the courage to attack the monsterous pile of crap underneath my bed...pun intended.
What is with this not posting for weeks and then ::ghasp:: TWO whole posts in ONE day?! OMG.
I've decided not to be too quick in going to the doc. I do have health insurance, which really rocks my socks off, but it's still a hefty fee for an office visit. Since I just noticed this issue yesturday, I will see if it's still wierd/gets any worse/stays the same/goes away in a week. This couldn't have come at a worse time, either, cuz I have to get Ashby's yearly shots/checkup/license to be a dog, and somehow scrounge up the $50 application fee for State Board.
On the up-side, almost ALL my dirty laundy is now un-dirty, and I won't have to do laundry again for years...ok, maybe not that long, but for a while at least. (I have a lot of socks...there was a period of my life when, instead of doing laundry, I would just buy more socks/underoos).
I go get my paperwork for state board tomorrow...eep! This is the first time ever that I'm finishing something. I always get started strong and slowly lose momentum as the project progresses...but I'm doing this one, man. I'm finishing something. Thanks to the powers that be...I knew somewhere that I had it in me. Anyhow, the "eep!" is because dealing with the bureaucracy that is GEBBCA is not fun (these are the people who tried to tell me that June is 6 months from November). Anyhow...in 3-5 months, I shall be a fully licensed cosmetologist...Let the studying begin!
Anyhow...bedtime.
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| ...she says a month later... 2005-06-06 15:15:29 ET |
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Well, hey there...I left work early, so I'm doing laundry...and dusting off the old online journals.
Things have been stress, stress, and more stress. It seems that every time I turn around there's another bill to be paid, and not enough money to go around. The boy and I were looking to move, but we have yet to find a place as cool as the one we have, so we're going to stay as long as we can here, and hopefully be able to make it through the super rough patch that's coming up soon.
...When I go off the clock. Right now I'm paid a meager hourly wage, which is above min. wage, but definately not livable in this area. In a little less than a month, I will be solely on comission. Which is scary...but soon after that, I will be charging half price for color, which isn't much, but it's better. so by this time next year, I should be in the best shape I've ever been in. But we shall see.
On top of all this I have a health concern. It's probably a clogged pore or ingrown hair or something, nevertheless I'm going to the doc tomorrow...and will probably end up being traumatized for days over a silly little pustule (i hate doctors...they always make me feel violated). But it's better than not doing anything and having it turn out to be a cyst or something worse.
On the other hand, I'm progressing with my color at work much faster than I thought I would. Which means I will be paid for doing color soon, as opposed paying for it.
The chances for my attending a haircutting seminar in Las Vegas this Dec. are also looking rather promising. They've reserved my spot in the class, and all I have to do is keep doing well at work, and somehow come up with transportation/lodging mula, which might end up being covered by the salon as well.
Also, I get to be an alien in an independant film production with someone at work. This should be exciting. I've never been in *front* of the camera before.
Anyhow...more tomorrow :]
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