Recently in Porirua there was a terrible attack on an old dog called Lincoln. Some nasty people (Louise said I can't use the other descriptive words I wrote) had trained their pit bull dogs to fight, and Lincoln was stolen for practicing on. This happened at one of our favourite walking spots.
Well, since then... actually, not just since then but its really gotten worse now... often when I'm out for a walk (which is daily) and I come across other people with or without dogs, they look at me like I'm evil. Particularly in Porirua over the past weekend. Sometimes people pick up their dogs, or children (or both) and I hear them say horrible things about me.
But people who let their dogs play with me are amazed at how much fun I am and I make lots of people laugh with my friendly and bouncy bully behaviour.
So to those who judge me without knowing me - well, you're missing out on something special.
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It was a horrible, cowardly attack. That poor old dog. Bully hugs from us! And I know what you mean about people thinking the worst about us as we trundle down the street. It's not fair, just because of our lovely looks we get treated like Satan's little helper. :(
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