new pics of the farm...

the farm...

the baby...

the oldest...

the happy one...

the special one...

the sweet one...

the boss...

the littles...

long time no write.

I decided to give Mac his very own blog. Mostly because I adore this dog to an insane level!!! He can be found at http://pitbull-for-sale.blogspot.com/and I will keep the group here with him not as a focal point...

Mac Attack

I am so in love with this baby. His mange is clearing up at this point after two dips. He is gaining weight now that he has expelled lots of round worms!! He is learning he has sharp teeth. Peanut and Wiener Dog have bitten at him to let him know who is boss. Pickle is still too passive but it's probably because she was treated terribly by the wacko that had her. Pickle was just learning what play was with our set of foster puppies. Mac is a little rough at times and she isn't sure what to do. My sweet baby girl. Mac doesn't really bother the big dogs. he is definitely a puppy!!!

Mac LOVES Pickle!!!

Mac follows Pickle around, sleeps on top of her, is learning from her to crawl under the covers?! She hears him bark or whimper and she and the other wiener dogs run to where he is!!! He is a good fit!

Mac and his first outing...

We were invited to a friends dogs 7 birthday pawty. It was a blast! Toby wasn't in the best of mood as the birthday boy but Mac got to meet a few new dogs! We are trying to take him everywhere and meet everyone to get him really socialized. He was worn out after his doggie cupcake and playtime!!!

First few days with Mac.

So we got him inspected, dosed up with everything, bathed and fed real puppy food regularly. He got more color in his eyes in the first two days! We wormed him but every time he ate he bloated something terrible! He was so scrawny that his belly would look funny full! He went for a ride the first night and slept the half an hour it took me to pick up G. G loved him right away!!

The last photo is just an adorable one of Peanut, she is on a "couch" and a dog bed. Spoiled lazy dogs!!!

most pitiful pitbull...

We live in a very diverse area in this small city. We love this. With that comes some less than "good" people. Two blocks up a house had a sign nailed to a light pole for "pitbull puppies for sale, $200". Two things that jump out that are wrong about this, seriously like there needs to be more pits? AND $200?!?!

Two weeks before these photos were taken I stopped one day when the pups were all running around the yard. Since this house has sat vacant for three years I didn't know these new people. That day I realized they clearly fought pits... There were two females chained, yes chained, to the fence line, the meanest looking toughest pits I have ever been around, puppies helter skelter all over the place! I inquired just out of curiosity about the babies. They looked terrible, bloated beyond belief, mangy, and sickly looking. I did this out of curiosity and knew nothing good was going to come out of it... I am always trying to save the animal population!! It made me sick to see them in such bad shape... and he was PROUD of them being as HOSS as they were?

I also noticed a puppy that was 1/3 the size of the others and commented on the little baby. He grabbed the little guy by the scruff of his neck, hauled him off the porch and showed me a dangling puppy. He said how tough they all would be and "that pit over there chained is the mom" He also proceeded to tell me the father dog had hung himself by his chain and had died but was a huge boy so the puppies would be big. He said this about the dead dog very matter of fact with zero emotion...The guy wanted $200 for each puppy and since we had our hands full with three fosters I chose dishearteningly to leave. I also knew I couldn't save all of them.

For that next two weeks I couldn't stop thinking about that little runt? A week after seeing them in the yard G and I were driving back from errands and the puppies were back! G noticed the little one and we talked about how he would probably end up a bait dog... :( My heart broke for him. After we took the other fosters back for adoption I focused on this guy's plight. I had to get him. Long story short, on April 7th and $80 bucks later we had our very own PITBULL BAIT DOG> :) My bff R (and G&I) went in half each to save him. It literally felt like a drug deal. ...and the woman told me the mother dog had been stolen which was fine cause it was one less mouth to feed...

We got our hands on him and both R&I fell head over heals in love with him. Realize this, he was born January 15 and he was 1/3 the size he should have been. The sibling puppies were HUGE compared to him. He had mange, his toenails were curling under, he stunk, was bloated horribly with worms, malnourished, and emaciated. But we all fell drop dead in love with the pathetic pitbull specimen in our hands. How in the living HELL did this guy survive? R kept looking at his teeth saying "he just can't be 3 months old???" but he was.

I have been asked why I didn't report these people? A. it isn't illegal to sell a dog. B. they don't keep them in the city(they keep them out of the city, probably on acreage in a dirt hole) C. i have zero proof other than a stereotype and gut instinct that this is happening.

A bait dog he will not be. period. we consider it the best $80 bucks we ever spent. He has been vaccinated, wormed, dipped x2 for mange, fed, loved, snuggled, given daily vitamin supplements, walked, socialized, given plenty of treats and is now growing like a weed. not too shabby for a worthless terrible specimen of a dog.

The day we got him in the deal.

A bath first thing cause he STUNK!!

foster madness!

We got a call about two 5 week old puppies that needed three weeks of foster... I said yes of course. We already had the worm...who was 8 weeks.

Yes this is a five week old puppy vrs an 8 week old puppy... and yes the smaller dog is the older dog?

The Boy and Girl were named by a friends 8 year old, Calli & Blaze. :) Blaze was shy and hesitant, Calli was a nut with a great personality! We were actually tempted to keep them but the thought of two large wild puppies was the deal breaker. We have done that before and it is insane!

Tiniest foster yet!

We fostered this little guy for a few days. He is a Beagle/Chihuahua and was too tiny for adoption right away and needed a few days of vitamins and extra love. :)

Our first set of foster puppies

From top left is Lilly, Wilda(beast), Ranger. The middle right is Shorty(momma dog). The bottom from the left, Bailey, Bear, Trooper. They were the greatest and we loved each one!! It was hard to let them go.

well hellooo there!

ok so I have been vacant from this post far too long. It happens when one tries to do too many social things for all the things that I do! SO I have the email thing set up and will try and catch you all up to speed if anyone is still even out there! :)