Its 5am and as usual I take my Pit Kilo with me for my morning jog. Bout 80° out, dry and not humid yet here in South Texas.
We are about a mile in and some punk comes running up and flashes a knife. I have been waiting sometime for the right dumbass to cross me alone but damn talk about balls seeing my big ass along with my pit.
Long story short, dude is being rushed to the hospital with a torn up arm. I won't be pressing charges but the officer stated he was in violation of his parole so he will be serving time anyways.
My boy Kilo is all good, dude didn't even get a chance to use his knife because my dog latched on so quick. Chicken shit cried and begged me to get my dog to release I said suck it up till Johnny Law shows up.
That is one reason why I own dogs!
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Edited by STYLIN33: 5/31/2018 11:24:50 AMI’m in Australia, I’ve had Pitbulls before and will again , they’re great animals it’s just some fools use them for the wrong reasons. My boy Judge , was awesome he could scale a brick wall to window height, around 6 feet high and would sit on the window ledge if I called him to do so. He passed a few years ago now but he was great with my baby girl at the time. Truly a mans best friend and yes a loaded shotgun waiting to go off, but in the right hands an amazing friend.