Hello everyone.
My name's Eddy and I used to own a pit until cancer/tumors took him from me.
When I got Lucky, I had absolutely ZERO experience with this breed. I got him from an acquaintance's friend because I knew his future would be grim in their hands.
Once he was home, I spend every free second of my time reading on the breed and how to give him the most amazing life I could. And I'd like to think I did that.
For 9 years, this boy taught me what unconditional love, loyalty and respect was. Not once was he considered a "dog" by myself or my family but rather one of us. As that statement would suggest that he was spoiled and swirly, it couldn't be further from the truth, he never once stepped out of line or acted in any sort of unpredictable manner.
I own and operate my own restaurant, and am also a paramedic, loss and heartache is part of my every day duties but nothing I have been through could prepare me for losing him.
When he started to deteriorate, I took him to every vet, even consulted ones out of the country but his time was up.
I have learned to grow thick skin and detach myself from sad situations as I see people's loved ones, mothers, fathers, brothers and sisters die every day, but I have never cried so hard and long in my life as I did that day looking in his eyes as he quietly went to sleep.
His departure was 5/25/2010 846am. Not a single moment goes by that I don't think of him.
And its rather hard to believe that almost a year later I still grieve for him. I would love to get another pit but in my head it feels like I would be betraying him by replacing him.
I thought I would share this with you all cus not everyone understands how this breed touches you and changes your life, and I know from the love and respect towards this breed that you guys show on this site, you would understand.
Thank you for having me and sorry for the long rant. Would love to talk to each and all of you in the future.
My name's Eddy and I used to own a pit until cancer/tumors took him from me.
When I got Lucky, I had absolutely ZERO experience with this breed. I got him from an acquaintance's friend because I knew his future would be grim in their hands.
Once he was home, I spend every free second of my time reading on the breed and how to give him the most amazing life I could. And I'd like to think I did that.
For 9 years, this boy taught me what unconditional love, loyalty and respect was. Not once was he considered a "dog" by myself or my family but rather one of us. As that statement would suggest that he was spoiled and swirly, it couldn't be further from the truth, he never once stepped out of line or acted in any sort of unpredictable manner.
I own and operate my own restaurant, and am also a paramedic, loss and heartache is part of my every day duties but nothing I have been through could prepare me for losing him.
When he started to deteriorate, I took him to every vet, even consulted ones out of the country but his time was up.
I have learned to grow thick skin and detach myself from sad situations as I see people's loved ones, mothers, fathers, brothers and sisters die every day, but I have never cried so hard and long in my life as I did that day looking in his eyes as he quietly went to sleep.
His departure was 5/25/2010 846am. Not a single moment goes by that I don't think of him.
And its rather hard to believe that almost a year later I still grieve for him. I would love to get another pit but in my head it feels like I would be betraying him by replacing him.
I thought I would share this with you all cus not everyone understands how this breed touches you and changes your life, and I know from the love and respect towards this breed that you guys show on this site, you would understand.
Thank you for having me and sorry for the long rant. Would love to talk to each and all of you in the future.