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but they seemed sad to see me. I was being dumped because I ate a sofa,
some shoes and part of the coffee table . . . just toys, you know? Well,
I guess I did something bad because I overheard them telling this prissy lady,
they were going to have to put me to sleep. I like a nap, why were they
so sad?
The prissy lady said she wanted
a German Shepherd, but that since I was so cute and the Shepherd had
already found a home, she would just take me. This lady had no clue . .
. she took me directly to the dog park where I ran like a maniac, then to visit
some dog cousins and then home to my favorite toys . . . 4 cats !
Some people told her I was a pit bull. They seemed scared, but I always thought that I was just a dog ? The prissy lady locked me in a bathroom and went on the computer, she was looking up "What to do when a pit bull mauls you"? After about 3 hours, she let me out, introduced me to my feline friends, they were mean to me and finally she gave me something to eat. I knew I was home, but she didn't and after about three weeks, I heard the news - I did find a home AND I got to start helping my Mom aka "Ms. Prissy" help other pit bulls. She quit her job and started bringing home all kinds of playmates. Now I always have a lot of foster siblings – little, big, young and old. Every day is a play date! By the way, Miss Prissy is still prissy, but only about us now.