Saturday, December 24, 2016
Let it Snow
Oh the un dog outside is frightful
So I grabbed my loaded rifle
The nutter let it run and go
Had ta shoot that pit bull in the snow
It doesn’t show signs of stopping
Gonna make some lead go popping
My aim is great don’t you know
Have ta shoot that pit bull in the snow
When my rifle rounds kiss it goodnight
Pibble won’t be a bother no more
It’s a shame we can’t say the same
For the ignorant advocate whore
Oh The un dog is slowly dying
And the owner’ll be a crying
Saying where did my pibble go?
Had ta shoot that pit bull in the snow.
Had ta shoot that pit bull in the snow.
Thursday, December 15, 2016
Plea for help from a reader
I now live in fear as my boyfriend adopted a pit bull. She is a rescue, We both treat her with so much love but despite our efforts she becoming extremely aggressive. I have trained many dogs successfully but I cannot get this dogs trust. She lunged at me twice to cause me harm. Thankfully I was not bitten yet. I cannot go near my boyfriend anymore, If I touch him in any way she whines and goes into a tantrum especially if we are showing affection towards each other. She will run and jump to separate us. I can no longer sit on the couch as she bullies me off of it every time. Outside of the house she lunges at every passing citizen, cyclists men women children dogs cats basically everything that has a heartbeat, snapping her jaws at them with her crazy eyes fixated at them . I am absolutely terrified. I have to pull with all my might to stop her from harming someone. I now refuse to walk her. She even tries to lure people by wagging her tail and then suddenly agressavely lunging at them like mentioned in the article. She bit a mans hand and drew blood, she lunged and nearly sank her teeth in to a few peoples thoughts. I desperately pleading on giving her up but he insists that she is just a poor misunderstood puppy. I am overreacting and I must be jelous and a cruel person for even talking about it. She is 85 pounds and still growing. There is no reasoning with him. He will keep the dog no matter what. He does not train the dog at all and insists that she can do whatever she wants any time. I am literally living in fear for my life and everybody's well being. I cannot sleep anymore as I feel her eyes staring at me. I feel trapped in my own home always feel like I am walking on egg shells. The stress is taking its toll on me. I know what I need to do but I cannot betray my boyfriend and yet I do not want somebody getting hurt either. Do I just disappear. My life has now became a nightmare. Please anyone please give me the strength to get through this difficult time.
Monday, August 17, 2015
craven mailbag
Not everything reviled is misunderstood. Some things are stigmatized, feared, hated, for good reason, and should remain so, for the good of all. All thinking people realize stripping and fighting breeds, are not good things to be revered or encouraged.
The only people misunderstanding stripping are liberal jerks that think being sexually exploited is just everyday work, and have the nerve, and ignorance, to call it empowering. That's a lie, one that hides the abuse and dysfunction driving most strippers, along with a lack of better financial options, even the outright slavery that is part and parcel of the sex industry.
The only people misunderstanding pits are liberal jerks that have taken PC to a place that makes no sense at all. These people love an underdog to the point that they will take on the disgusting, and dangerous, as causes to celebrate, so long as the average person finds them repulsive. They can't be seen as one of the sheep! Blinded by their own false morality, they mistake solutions that are truly humane like BSL for evil plots to commit mass slaughter of innocent animals.
These type of pit pushers also include the rescue angels. Their need to feel special drives them, and owning a "pibble" fills that ego driven need for several main reasons. One reason is the ego boost that they get when they can look progressive to their peers (other such ignoramuses); adopting a vile creature with a bad reputation is a badge of honor amongst these fools.
Another reason is that if their pit hasn't (yet) maimed or killed, they can feel superior to others, which feels good and falsely elevates their self esteem. This is why they fully believe, and internalize the lie, that genetics mean nothing, and pits are safe and wonderful with the right owners. Their sweet fur baby is harmless, so they think, and it's because they are such great people, unlike those "un-enlightened trash" that have pits that attack.
You see a pattern here? I know I do.
You see, contrary to the crap many pit lovers spew, the majority know exactly what pits are, what they can do, why they are bred, and they revel in this. Whether it's the power they derive from intimidation and brutality, the sexual thrill (!) of owning and controlling a strong and virile beast, or simply the desire to profit big off of dog fighting/breeding, they know pits deserve their bad rap. They depend on it, brag about it!
Sure, these sociopaths will use the same lines about poor sweet nanny dogs when speaking to a non pit owner, but they have no illusions about their breed being misunderstood.
The same goes for the rest of the (all too often so called progressives and 3rd wave "feminists") that push approval of stripping (plus porn, prostitution, sexual deviants, etc). They aren't misunderstanding the nature of the sex industry. They just enjoy the enormous profits, and other benefits more than they care about the fallout and damage done.
The liberal lovers and defenders of pits and sexual exploitation give cover, and public legitimacy, to sociopaths and their actions. Their work making dangerous dogs, and sex "work", seem safe and fun is deplorable, harmful, even deadly, and utterly selfish.
in case you missed it, pit nutter circus took a jab at the wisconsin freak show too.
Tuesday, May 19, 2015
craven email: Confessions of a Wolfdog Owner
I grew up in a very rural town in Alaska. When I was about 13 years old, I wanted nothing more in the world than a wolfdog of my very own. This was in the mid-80s, a time before internet, when access to the world's knowledge was limited to what could be found at your local library. The only library to be found in my town was at the elementary school. I did love to read, though, so my head was filled with the heroes of Lad a Dog (in which Lad's wolfy behavior is frequently emphasized), Kavik the Wolfdog, White Fang, Journey of Natty Gann and so forth. Not to mention the similar wild or feral 'friends' found in stories like Gentle Ben or Plague Dogs.
By the time my parents gave in to my incessant whining I thought I knew just about everything there was to know about wolves, dogs and wolfdogs. My wolfdog and I would form a legendary bond and together we would tame the wilds of Alaska, just like Jack London. And so, for a mere $180, I bought myself a wild beast.
Lulu, as she came to be known, was purchased from a local fellow who bred wolfdogs to supplement his income. He had somehow acquired two full-blood wolves from a zoo in Minnesota years before; the rest of his dogs were various breeds of huskies. Lulu was the offspring of the male wolf and a MacKenzie River husky. The huskies all lived on chains, the wolves were in kennels that wouldn't have looked out of place in a zoo. I still remember those wolves, pacing, pacing, pacing, those golden eyes windows into foreign souls that I knew intuitively, even at age 13, I could never truly understand.
But Lulu wasn't like that. She was a curious, blue-eyed little puppy that only wanted to play and explore the world. With the luxury of time that only kids have, I spent every day working and playing with her. In most respects she was great---very obedient, could do every trick in the book and then some, and so on and so forth.
In other ways she was not so great, especially as she got older. By the time she was 6 months old she was extremely neurotic and fearful of anything strange, especially unfamiliar people. She was also impossible to contain; she could climb like a cat and dig like a badger. Her neck ruff was so thick she could easily slip any collar, unless it was tight enough to choke her. As free-ranging dogs weren't unusual around there, I just let her roam.
We had our first physical fight before she was a year old. I bent down to pick up her empty food dish and with a quick snarl she bit my face. It was not a bad bite and it was very fast, but it did leave a scar on the bridge of my nose. Thanks to all my wolfdog book-learnin' I was of the belief that this was a normal attempt to challenge my dominance. I made up some story about running into a tree so my parents wouldn't take Lulu away. We had countless minor 'disputes' like that over the following years.
Not long after the face bite, Lulu killed all my gerbils. Not long after that, she killed one of our chickens. I hid the corpse and began working with her daily to teach her to not attack our chickens, ducks, rabbits, etc. It actually seemed to work, to my knowledge she never attacked our animals again.
Other peoples' animals though... that was a totally different story. I found her outside playing with dead cats a few times; didn't think too much of that because that's what dogs do, right? Certainly wasn't the first time a husky-type dog killed a neighborhood cat, and I didn't much like cats anyway. I always hid the bodies though, fearing the response of adults.
Then one day I found her in the yard playing with a dead dog. This was something I knew would definitely not be okay with anyone. It was a little Jack Russel-looking dog, so ripped to shreds its limbs were barely connected to its body. I buried that dog deep in the woods.
She also regularly brought home wild animals; rabbits, squirrels, birds, etc. One day she had a dead ferret; I still have no explanation for that. Did she snatch out of someone's house?
Bit by bit complaints started coming in from other neighbors about Lulu threatening or attacking their animals in their own yards. I defended Lulu fiercely, lying about her being with me or whatever to try to take blame off her. My parents built a 6-foot high chain link fence to try to contain her, but she climbed it with ease and her murder sprees continued, while I continued to do my best to hide the evidence. I had quite the little pet cemetery going in the woods behind my house.
This wasn't a daily thing; it happened maybe once or twice a month sometimes, other times several months would go by with no problems. She was great when she was with me, would barely even acknowledge other animals were present. She would always come when called, no matter what was going on, and heeled like a champion if asked. The trouble was when she was on her own---and between school, sleep and, as I got older, social activities, that came to be the majority of the time.
One day I came home from school to find Lulu on the porch, muzzle covered in blood. Something snapped in me and I was filled with rage; after all my hopes and dreams and work this stupid dog just would not stop. I was tired of burying dead critters in the woods. I grabbed her roughly by the scruff of the neck and tried to drag her inside the house. She twisted her head and slashed my arm from elbow to wrist. So much blood... I was scared shitless and had my parents been home it probably would have been a completely different story. But they weren't home, the bleeding stopped, and I justified Lulu's actions in my head. I wore long sleeve shirts for a few weeks and yet again hid the damage from my parents.
When she bit my best friend on the thigh as he tried to stop her from following us inside his house, I convinced him to hide the injury too.
Finally Lulu was caught 'red handed' killing a dog tied in its owner's fenced yard. The owners put Lulu in their garage until animal control came; my parents said the only way that dog was getting out of the pound was if I found another home for her. So I did... some fellow who lived 40 miles out of town and raised sled dogs agreed to take her. I have no clue what happened to her after that.
Through all this I felt Lulu was the victim; she was just doing what a wild, spirited wolf does. I felt nothing but contempt for the pathetic little pussy dogs she killed. Her threats and attacks on me were even seen positively; she saw me as an equal, not a mean, domineering 'master'. The only fear involved was that someone would take my poor misunderstood wolf away and contain her, where her soul would surely die of captivity. I long resented that tattle-tell neighbor and my parents for making me get rid of her. It was many years before I started to see the whole thing in a different light.
I was a stupid, selfish kid, but I was also a victim to some extent of the whole romancing dangerous dogs thing. I devoured those wolfdog stories and took every word to heart, and at no point did anyone bother to show me a different kind of reality. Standing up for your dog by any means necessary was just what you do, everyone knows that... just like everyone knows you stand by your best (human) friend even if he kills someone. That's the code, at least at 13.
I see so much of my former attitude reflected in pit bull advocates, and quite frankly it scares me more than their dogs. It is so staggeringly immature and unrealistic, but I remember how very real that world was for me. Anyone outside of it was the crazy one, and, being crazy, they had no value and warranted no consideration. They were pussies; I was the one embracing life and adventure and nature red in tooth and claw. The difference is I outgrew it; these people in their 40s and 50s advocating friendly neighborhood pit bulls and other naturally savage dogs have some serious developmental issues going on.
And that is my story. Do with it what you will.
--A former wolfdog fanatic
Saturday, August 9, 2014
pit bull truths
I would like to share my experience with pit bulls.
I read the Time magazine article about the Michael Vick pit bulls and I thought pit bulls were just like any other dog. Then I met three different people whose dogs had been attacked by pit bulls. The first was a lady I met who had two trained Search and Rescue dogs. After the dogs were attacked by a pit bull, they became afraid of all other dogs and could no long perform Search and Rescue. The second was a neighbor who was walking his small dog when a pit bull came out of its yard and grabbed it by the throat. The pit bull's owner was nearby and was able to get the pit bull off. Luckily the small dog survived, but with a serious neck wound. The third person had a dog that was killed when a pit bull entered his house and attacked the dog.
The thing that really convinced me was my personal experience. I used to foster dogs for a dog rescue organization. I was given a dog called Bernie to foster that appeared to be some type of bull dog or pit bull mix. He was 8-10 years old, the tips of his ears were gone, and he weighed about 25 pounds. He got on fine with my own dog and mostly liked to lie around sleeping. Then one day I took him to the dog park. A little terrier mix was bothering him and he grabbed the terrier mix by the ear and just stood there. I had no idea what to do. I couldn't pry his jaws open. After a minute or two he let go. Luckily, the terrier was not hurt. I never took him to the dog park again. The next incident was when I was walking him with my dog. A big Lab came up to us and started barking and acting aggressive. Bernie slipped out of his collar and went to confront the Lab. I didn't want to get in the middle of a dog fight and I didn't want my dog to get hurt so I decided to take my dog back to my house, which was just around the corner, and get something I could use to break up the fight. When I came out of my house, both dogs were in my front yard. The Lab was lying on the ground and Bernie had him by the ear. I believe Bernie had grabbed him by the ear and brought him back to my house. Both dogs were unhurt. I had never seen behavior like this from a dog before and it convinced me that breeding influences behavior to a significant degree.
After reading Craven Desires I now realize that this was classic bulldog behavior. I am ashamed to say that I never mentioned this behavior to the people who adopted Bernie. I wanted him to get a home and I didn't want to do anything to deter the adopters. I don't think he would have hurt anyone but I still feel bad about it. If I had had more knowledge about pit bulls I think I would have acted differently. Thank you Craven Desires for educating people about pit bills.
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
WINS are few and far between. ENJOY!!!
Thanks for the inspiration! (Really)
FYI- Here is the later I got back from the "National Service Dog Registry" after I sent them a nice little note about how their product was being used. This letter helped the landlord prove these papers didn't mean a thing. and a letter from the National Service Animal Registry.
Hi _______,
Thanks for checking with us. Because registration isn’t required by federal or state law, certificates, ID cards, etc. carry absolutely no legal weight, nor do they make someone disabled or their dog a service dog. They are only designed to make life easier for someone who is truly impaired. Housing for this person isn’t covered under the ADA, by the way, but under the Fair Housing Amendments Act, but only if he is legally disabled. Posing as disabled is a federal crime punishable by fine and/or imprisonment.
Our suggestion is that you make a formal complaint to the property manager. They are allowed by law to require the person’s physician to verify he is disabled. Even if his is disabled and his dog is trained as a service dog, a person and/or their animal may be evicted if the animal is a danger in public. You are not without rights!
I hope this helps,
Client Care Representative
Helping Animals Help People
National Service Animal Registry
www.nsarco.com
866-737-3930
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Pit Bull Service Dogs: They're too sensitive but they still need prong collars
Sunday, July 14, 2013
a pit bull odyssey
It is quite a long story, but I will try to sum it up here:
Within two weeks, there were multiple dog fights in my house. The resident dogs (a lab/husky and a lab) were both 12 years old, and neither was prone to fighting. Actually, they NEVER fought each other. One particular fight ended with my daughter getting a dog-tooth shaped bruise on her leg, even though she had just been sitting nearby. If I could have been sure it was the new puppy, it would have ended the roller coaster ride immediately. I worked hard to establish pack hierarchy here (as I always did with multiple dogs), but the fighting continued. When she wasn't fighting with our elderly dogs, the new dog was licking our male (neutered) labX's mouth until he growled at her. The rest of the time she just ignored us completely. She did not initiate play, did not ask to be petted. And anything said to her (praise, her name, anything) was met with a blank stare and no body language at all. More like a shark than a dog. I (probably wrongly) assumed her neglectful past had left her with no idea how to read inflection, so I exaggerated my facial expressions and tone. It made no difference. I describe her behavior as 'an island', she truly didn't seem to care if we were there or not.
On an almost daily bases I was training her in basic obedience. I think it helps to strengthen a bond, and gives everybody confidence. I tried praise, then food rewards. In desperation, I re-read articles and books on dog training. I tried play-training next. But no matter what I tried, the results were abysmal. It took me a month and a half to teach her to lie down. The worst part: I only knew she knew the command because dh got frustrated and told her to "Go lie down!" in a much less-nice voice than I was using. She did it immediately. She only became housebroken after 5 months, and only because there was snow outside. (that sounds like a joke, but it's not). All the sweet talking, cajoling, treats, and catching her in the act didn't work.
She became an escape artist. She broke the tie out potty-break line we had used with the labs for years. Dh fixed it, and she broke her collar. She was constantly running off, and we had to go catch her. Another time, she got loose and launched herself onto my goat's back (going for the back of his neck/base of his skull). Thankfully, he escaped. We came home from a trip to town to a slaughter of chickens and a broken window. We changed our management style, bought a crate, and used it religiously anytime the door was opened, if an adult couldn't watch her, if we were going to be out in the yard (she couldn't be brought out on a leash due to the most abhorrent leash manners I have ever seen in a dog), or if we were leaving. It's a miracle she didn't harass the neighbor's livestock during one of her.. outings. No dogs were attacked, either. I worked to teach her to come for the 'oh shit!' moment that happens to everyone. She gave me a blank stare and didn't comply.
Inside the house, with supervision, things weren't going as well. She got in the trash if we weren't directly in the room with her, or went after it as soon as we went to the bathroom. She stole food from the counters, becoming so bold she would steal even if I was a foot away. She kept picking fights with our dogs.
And I cried.
I consulted books, questioned everyone I could talk to, relied on the vet and behaviorist. I could feel something brewing, something seething under the surface. It was there in the blank stare, the mid-level head, the not showing interest in us at all otherwise. Something undefinable. I told my husband I could feel it. Our lives became crating, dog fights, ripped trash, and stealing. The puppy who would play with the kids in the yard never materialized. She did sit patiently to wait for her food bowl, and wasn't food aggressive, but that was the extent of what she would give us.
After 6 months of this, I decided she needed to be rehomed. In my heart, I felt that she needed someone with a much harsher method of discipline than I could or would give out. Despite what I thought I knew, and what I had tried, the bad behaviors were getting worse. I did manage to teach her some basics commands, but there was zero connection between her and the rest of us (oh how we tried!). I contacted people and kept my ears open for the right home for this dog.
And then the growling began. Only at my son. The first time, she was next to my chair. I thought it was guarding me. Concerning, but in an young dog, correctable still. And a few days later she growled at him for no discernible reason at all. Discussions and websearches offered nothing: it wasn't about a resource, wasn't about territory, wasn't about me, wasn't about anything he had done. He wasn't yelling, running, or less than 10 feet away from her. He wasn't threatening her at all. He had no food and hadn't been around any other dogs.
My husband revealed, in our conversation that day, that she had been growling at him, too, from her crate for weeks. I just didn't know. We immediately put her back in her crate to stay (except to go outside) until we could decide what to do.
And here's where we did what I would not do now. We discussed options. I would not keep her here to train because I have children, and I had clearly failed already. I was no longer comfortable just giving her away: I had screwed things up so badly, how the hell would I pick out the right person for this? We could have her pts. Or we could bring her to the shelter (well funded in this area), let their professionals assess her and treat her in a safe environment, and find her a home or have her pts if they thought she was too dangerous. I absolutely abhor shelters- I think they are dens of disease. Taking a supremely pack oriented animal and locking it in a cage, by itself, with limited human contact would drive a less sensitive creature mad. (and I get it. I know most shelter staff have their hearts in the right place. But the entire thing is just so... wrong). I promised myself I would never send any animal to one, ever. Now, I would have her pts in a heartbeat. But at the time, I didn't know as much as I do now, and I thought, as horrid as the idea was, that at least it might give her a chance. I thought maybe a different owner could bring her back before she crossed into actual biting. A note here: if she was, say, a generally friendly dog who had started resource guarding, it would have been a different story. But she was neither overly friendly nor was she guarding anything. The blank stare, the lack of interest, the absolute refusal to be part of our 'pack' coupled with the growling was like a cauldron set to boil a nasty green goo all over. With no loyalty, what was to stop her from attacking us all? She was just 11 months old.
The shelter told dh that they 'don't do that anymore' when he said we thought pts might be the best answer. I'm still horrified by that. Not necessarily for this particular dog (who knows there), but for the ones who have already bitten. They don't put any of them to sleep for aggression?
Does this dog represent pit bulls? I don't know. I certainly don't have enough experience with that breed to make such a conclusion. I'm sure similar stories could be told about lots of different breeds of dogs. What strikes me is how often, and how terrifyingly awful, this stuff is when it happens in a pit bull. How permanent the results of mistakes can be. I certainly can't bring back my birds, no matter how much I regret it. I have seen that same blank look in the eyes of another pit bull very recently. The owner (pit bull savvy and honest about this breed) has said he is sweet but dumb. Who am I to question that assessment? I wish her luck with him. I'll be keeping the kids away.
It was an extremely difficult time for us. I will say that that dog changed my life. She taught me that love isn't enough. She taught me that 5 months old is too old, that rescues aren't to be trusted, no matter what source. She taught me that no matter how hard I try, how patient I am, dogs don't give a flying fuck. She taught me that dogs aren't safe, and that maybe I'm not. She taught me that I could be angrier than I thought. She broke parts of me, and I don't know how many kisses, belly tickles, and perfect heels it will take to get that back. For awhile I tried to blame her (unknown) parentage, the first people who owned her (who got a strongly worded letter from me, to which they replied in asshole fashion: she was a fucking PERFECT dog when we gave her to you!), and ultimately.. I was just left blaming myself. Oh, she changed my life, exactly like they tell you. It is only by the good graces of a supremely wonderful Border Collie - the dog worth waiting for- that I am not terrified of dogs now. He'll exchange a kiss for every tear you give, check on you if you fall down, and loves everyone furred or feathered, no matter how small. He wears his heart on his collar, and spares no display of giddy enjoyment at your company. He is what all dogs ought to be- what all good dogs, from balanced breeds and mixes- ARE. He is the fundamental dogness of dogs, with no shark blood coursing through his veins. Just like millions of other, non-shark dogs. The only thing lurking beneath his surface is more him.. the same him you see. And yes, I'm grateful every day that I have this dog, who is patient and kind with me. Who reminds me that I can still get it right, sometimes, when I trust myself. Maybe I truly suck with other dogs, but not with this one.
So those fur-mommies with their 'babies', who's dog rips the face off a child, get zero sympathy from me. I did my absolute, no-holds-barred, every day in the trenches best with that pitX. And knowing how hard I tried- how hard my entire family tried- we would still have taken total blame if she had hurt someone. While in our care, we tried harder than I certainly have with any other dog, and yet it would still be my fault if she had done something terrible. I don't believe dogs suddenly bite- well, almost never anyway. I don't believe 'he's never been like that before!' I think it's a crock of poo excuse to cover the fact that they saw it coming but don't want to admit it. At any time on that train wreck they could have stopped it, but they didn't. They had a million excuses, until it was too late. These people make me far more angry than the dog-fighters. Those assholes know what they have, know what they are doing, and know why their dogs are killers. The lipstick and high-heeled set pretend until they can't. They flood my fb page with cutesy pictures, with stories, with nauseating messages. They would have to have never been around any other dog, ever, close enough to breathe on to believe the crock about how extra cuddly, or extra friendly, or reliable those dogs are. They would have to have turned off their brain and ignored their newspaper. They would have to be willfully, illogically ignorant. I get it- I fed into it (albeit briefly, and I was never a nutter.. I fell into the 'it's how you raise them' clan, though, and pretended the news stories were mistaken identity).
And maybe my reaction seems like an over-reaction to everyone else. There was no attack on a human. We were never bitten. I know I was had by the propaganda machine, but so what. That is nameless, faceless. What I see, when I think about that time, is my exaggerated facial expression, my constantly calling her name in a happy voice, the love we tried so hard to project, with the shark-eyes staring back at us. In some primal way, it is like we had a murderer living in our attic, stealing our food, and we never knew it until we heard him on the stairs. The police may have caught him in time, but I still feel violated. We loved that dog, we cried for her, we gave her structure, time, patience. We trusted her. And in the end, she betrayed us all, she told us as clearly as if she had spoken that she would come for us when she was ready. And I think about those other poor morons, the ones hugging their doll's-eyes dogs. The ones who don't see the nearly indefinable danger, who don't feel that undercurrent pulling them down. The women in the SUVs, with their prettied up pitties, who wear bandanas that say 'kiss-a-bul' or something else grotesquely dangerous. Maybe they don't want to lie, when they see the signs. Maybe, like me, they just don't want to be the one who sent that sad old pit dog back to the shelter, who work so hard to balance it all that they can't -can't- admit they made a mistake. They don't hear the footsteps on the stairs. They don't call the police. And by the time they realize who they have, he's already in the livingroom blocking the tv.
I don't know what you will draw from this e-mail. I don't know how I feel about sending it. But ultimately, I think I need to say this: sometimes good people are suckered into things they are convinced they can handle (by dog trainers, by the shelter staff, by their own good intentions), and only educating people about the truth can combat that sort of.. innocent disaster. We can vilify assholes in high heels who set these dogs up as princes and princesses (and when their satan dog kills/maims someone or something, and they claim surprise or blame the victim, we SHOULD) but they won't stop adopting these dogs until they learn the truth. I'd like to see the stats on how many first-time pit owners go on to have a second. I know I will never be among that number (nor will I own any other 'bully' breed. Who needs the fucking headache? Give me a dog that actually likes people).
And shelters should be ashamed. They know, they know far more than the middle class women trying to do a good deed. They feed on the ignorance, the malleability of people who just want to do the right thing. It's a slogan for a pyramid scheme: counter their excuses until they run out! Then SELL THEM THAT PIT BULL! Smile as they head out the door- no matter how it ends up, you know the dog won't be back up for adoption. Don't waste time on the popular dogs of yesterday, they are so out of fashion. More fighters! More ticking time bombs! More sharks in the tank for naked ladies to swim with! And who cares if they are so heartbroken they never adopt again, there are 17 million more next year. It's all in how you raise 'em, you know!
Your website has been instrumental to me. I can let go of some of the guilt, some of the regret, some of the blame. But not all- for who knows what happened with that dog we sent to the shelter. I hope, more fervently than I have ever hoped before, that the shelter listened to my husband, that some foster mom or dad had her pts before she ever made it out into public. It's a lie I tell myself. I know my border collie will kiss my tears away long enough for me to believe it.
Thank you for your time.
Friday, April 5, 2013
where are they now part 3!
last september ANGELA BURRUSS was featured in the pit nutter round up. she had just launched her dream job: 501C3 pit bull rescue, although she was still in the process of filing the paperwork. BURRUSS' feel good story was featured in a local paper.
less than 2 months later, my prediction came true. in october, after receiving complaints about noise and loose pit bulls, blount county SPCA launched an investigation that resulted in 14 pit bulls being rescued from the rescuer after finding the pit bulls living in filth, without food and water and in cramped cages they could barely turn around in. ANGELA BURRUSS relinquished 14 dogs to the county in order to avoid charges. BURRUSS admitted that she was overwhelmed and ill-prepared to deal with the immensity of the pit bull problem and then quickly shifted the blame to others.
“... There was a lack of help and resources, and I had been under the impression that (the SPCA) would have to allow me some time to rectify what they felt was an issue. There were no neighbors or anyone in the neighborhood that had been there to offer to help, either."wow. she went into this money making scheme expecting help from the SPCA and her neighbors? or she is just looking to point the finger of failure outside of her own stupidity?
watch the video in this link for interviews and video of the living conditions of ANGELA'S above ground cemetery. BURRUSS states she will restructure and expand and eventually move to a new location.
there was no mention of the little snafu with neighbors, the SPCA's investigation, or the surrender of 14 pit bulls on her facebook page in october but on january 16th, BURRUSS announced the restructuring/expansion with the addition of a new co-director, DANIEL HENRY, a donations administrator OSIE ROSETTA HENRY and a coordinator of events and sponsors MELANIE GRIGSBY. this is sure to be a winning combination that will put them on the fast track to success as "DANNY has an excellent taste in music!!"
let's meet the team that will turn ANGELA'S dream around.
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MELANIE GRIGSBY |
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DANNY HENRY and ANGELA BURRUSS |
the last entry on AA pit bull rescue is february 18th, still no mention of her troubles or her surrender of dogs. on april 4th, WBIR reported that rescue angel BURRUSS surrendered 6 more pit bulls and requested that one of them be euthanized for aggressive behavior. WOOPS! so much for restructuring and expansion.
on march 29 i recieved the following email from Encarna Sanchez Puche with the subject "Let's Talk!":
Hi! My name is Encarna and I'm from Spain. I just readed your blog "Craven desires" and I don't agree with all the things you say. Please, note that I want to be polite. I would know from were you extracted that negative opinion from Pitbull breed. I agree that many of those dogs have mauled and even killed a lot of people but, there's also dogs from this breed that help people: they are used in K-9, they help disabled people, and the other day I even saw one guiding a man with Down syndrome. I don't want to force you to change your opinion or criticize, but sometimes the things you say can be offensive to responsible Pitbull owners. Just I want to share my opinion with you.
Greetings from Spain!
i apparently offended this young nutter when i did not dignify her email with a response because today she left the following comment:
I know that you won't publish this because you just publish what you want: You can say whatever to me but you're an ignorant that claps when an innocent pitbull is euthanized with no reason. Tell all your disgusting opinions about pitbulls to any of the families of an euthanized pitbull and you'll get as a gift a punch in your pretty face!i believe this is the first time i have received a compliment wrapped in a threat! but i digress. obviously she is not familiar with craven desires or she would know that i absolutely will publish her comment and her email.
in addition to being completely clueless regarding my behavior, i strongly suspected that she was completely clueless regarding pit bulls. the most rabid nutters seem to always fit the profile of those newly infected with the virus.
on January 9 at 9:55am Encarna Sánchez Puche asked for advice on a spanish amstaff site:
Hola por favor tengo una pregunta. Dentro de poco si todo va bien voy a adoptar un cachorro de esta raza y en mi opinión seria mejor coger una hembra porque me parece que son más tolerantes con otros animales, pues tengo tres loros en casa y son una parte muy importante de la familia. ¿Los machos pueden ser igual de buenos si los acostumbro desde pequeños? Es lo que más me preocupa del tema, por favor necesito que contesten pronto.i ran her comment through google translator:
hello I have a question please. soon if all goes well I will take a puppy of this breed and in my opinion it would be better to get a female because I think they are more tolerant of other animals, as I have three parrots at home and are a very important part of the family . Do the males can be just as good if accustomed from childhood? is what worries me the theme, please i need to answer soon.after a mere 90 days of pit bull ownership (assuming she did get one), this stupid little girl is an expert.
ENCARNA'S sister YOLANDA is also a pit nutter.
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YOLANDA and ENCARNA SANCHEZ |
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
craven mail bag: branwyne and beagles
Note the descriptions of the dogs from the BFP website..
"Our Fourth rescue was our biggest ever! On November 23, 2011, We saved 40 beagles from a laboratory in Spain where they had lived their entire lives and flew them to us to Los Angeles, CA. Many had tattoos not just in one ear, but in both, indicating they had come from more than one laboratory. Many of these angels landed with teeth rotten, bleeding and falling out and tumors. Some had to have surgery – many had to have teeth pulled. They are all doing exceptional now and have all gone into their forever homes!"
Watch these dogs when they let them out of the crates...no socialization, years of torture at human hands, they have never experienced being outside. Not used to the noise, kept in isolation in cages, no training or positive human contact, many in pain from rotten teeth and medical procedures. You can see that the males in the video are intact. When the crates are opened, they are obviously scared, but after a few moments, they appear joyful. Tail wagging, allowing strangers to hold and pet them and handle them, totally fine with the other beagles. This video makes me want to cry........ while humane groups spent thousands of dollars subsidizing and promoting pit bull ownership, the plight of lab beagles goes ignored.
Why all the fuss about the Vick dogs, when this is happening to beagles every day? The rescue was done at the end of November 2011, by January 2012 all the beagles were placed in homes. No extensive "rehab" needed! In many ways, these beagles had it much worse than the Vick dogs, many of whom were young dogs that had not been fought. Yet nary a peep of public outcry, and no attention from the humane groups like HSUS. Pit bulls raised in these conditions would be expected to kill someone when let loose, and attack the other dogs. Why don't we expect this from beagles?
Beagle rescue isn't as "sexy" as pit bull rescue...the types of people who adopt lab beagles aren't looking for bragging rights, or to make a statement about beagles as a breed. They don't have anything to prove, and are not out to save the beagles reputation, because it doesn't need saving. These small, friendly hounds don't attract the types of colorful grifters that excel as reality TV stars, so their cause is eclipsed by the manufactured drama of pit bull rescue.
There are many companies in this country which breed beagles and small hound mixes to sell to medical and cosmetic testing labs. While this fact should horrify dog lovers and humane groups, most seem too busy fretting over things like "pit bull discrimination". The fact that the plight of pit bulls is caused ENTIRELY by the people who own, breed, and claim to love pit bulls...the alleged stewards of the breed....seems lost on most pit bull fans. They prefer the drama of imagining that "haters" are somehow causing millions of pit bulls to be bred, neglected, abused, and dumped.
Pit bull attacks are frequently blamed on the fact that the aggressive pit bull was "abused", lived life on a chain outside, was not "socialized", was not "trained". How, then, do we explain these beagles? How can these sweet tempered hounds go from years of isolation and torture straight into adoptive homes with so little fuss? How on earth can that woman in the video be so fearless as to cuddle and kiss that poor, terrified beagle, right on his face? Shouldn't she expect to get bitten?
Or is it possible that the sweet disposition of these beagles is genetic?
Branwyne
http://beaglefreedomproject.org
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
craven mail bag: the patent pending edition

Wednesday, September 5, 2012
craven mail bag: the stinger edition part 2
Thursday, March 29, 2012
craven mail bag: the stinger edition

stinger part two
Saturday, January 1, 2011
the pit nutters' dirty little secret: ATTS
What do you think of the American Temperament Test breed statistics? It was designed by PhDs in animal behavior and tests the aggression levels. Here is the link: http://www.atts.org/stats1.html Unlike dog bite statistics which factor in sociological implications, this test only tests one variable. Which is the proper scientific method? We learned that in grade school.Based on this, pit bulls scored higher than Golden Retrievers. Also, why do all the mainstream organizations discredit you? AVMA, AKC, ASPCA, HSUS to name a few.I grew up in inner city Chicago, and I am now a Chicago shelter volunteer. I have had first-hand experience with bad rap breeds. I can assure you, it is the owner. Maybe you never lived next to these types, but I have. I know how these people make their dogs mean, and it is disgusting. They drug their dogs to make them extra mean, and physically and mentally abuse them. After witnessing that, you cannot tell me it's not the owner's fault. Instead of banning breeds, we should be attacking dog fighters--much harder to do but alot more effective. I can assure you, if you ban one breed, the thugs will just think up another breed to butcher and you will have just as many dog bites.Yes dogs do bite, and yes some are born with genetic mental defects (you probably heard of Spaniel rage) but what happens if you give a dog consistent rules and a job? what happens if responsible dog owners learn how to recognize stress/fear and body language warning signs? Regardless of breed, there will be a high likelihood that the dog will turn out fine.If you cannot legitimately argue against all three of these points: single variable vs. multiple sociological variables, ATT, and the fact that animal behaviorists and vets discredit this site; the site will continue to be void. I'm sorry, but the great majority of academia is superior to multi-variable conclusions.
Monday, October 4, 2010
craven mail bag: the truth is not hate speech

JOSEPH DOW writes:
You are a completely stupid and ignorant bitch spreading lies and propaganda over the internet. you have no idea what you are talking about. Just because a stupid fuck like you with no life adds something to the internet it will become true. Way to go with your copy and paste approach. Can't come up with anything real so you use false media reports and other bullshit! your site should be called parents kill considering 3 kids die EVERYDAY by the hand of a PARENT! 1000x more than attacked OR killed by Pit Bulls or any other breed! There is a special spot in hell reserved for scum bags like you!!!! Die a horrible and painful death! Hopefully by an "evil dogs" CUNT!
and then a few minutes later writes again:
Imagine that....nothing to say..low life scumbag keep spreading your lies and your bullshit. you might someday find someone that agrees with you and you can BOTH drink the magic cool-aid together and live happily ever after in LA LA Land! you really should consider suicide!
dude, i can't believe you kiss your dog or your wife with that mouth! but seriously, how is the job hunting coming along? you might just need a little more exposure. unfortunately, only three people read this blog, so i don't think that i can be of much help in that department. click here to see joe at work.
Your website DISGUSTS me!! Pit bulls are NOT the only breeds that are dangerous...in fact there are NO SUCH THINGS as a dangerous dogs..get ur facts straight, u idiots!! It's the OWNERS that are dangerous. EVERY dog in this entire world has the ability to be aggressive given the circumstances that they are given. What a worthless piece of fkn junk ur shit website is!
MICHAEL STRICKLAND writes:
I would like for you to know that all of your information that you publish is biased and false. The media loves to target pitbulls because they are the ones most associated as mean and aggressive becuase they are caught in dog fighting rings. What you should publish is something like "Pitbulls are American heroes and should be treated as such." Did you know that "Petey", the dog from the orgianal Little Rascals, was a American Pitbull Terrier? Even Helen Keller owned a pitbull! It was widely used as a family pet throughout the 18th and 19th century. Yes is was eventually bred to fight because people could easily hide dog fighting as apposed to baiting, therefore they are breaking the law. I want you to know that my girlfriend and myself are fostering a pitbull/boxer mix and love him to death. My girlfriend's dog (which is a mutt dog, no specific breed can be pointed out) has caused all but one incidence between himself and the pit mix, and since the pit mix has been neutered, he has calmed down greatly and gets along greatly with other dogs and is wonderful with children. We steer children towards the pit becuase he loves children and the mutt dog doesnt like them and will snap at them. So instead of trying to destroy a breed based on any crap information that you get from the biased media and ignorant people, do some more research and preach more about neutering/spaying dogs, not killings. Below is several links to pitbull information.
PPS; You're section on pitbull owners is very offensive. I work for a family business, am a good citizen, involved in the community, and I am responsible with my dogs. And if you ever owned a dog, you have to understand that its the owner and not the dog. If the dog has no owner, it makes its own rules. If the dog has an owner, the owner makes the dogs rules. A dogs behavior won't change but an owner can take preventative measures to keep and incident from happening. Don't forget that there are plenty of people that do cause dog attacks to, namely children that taunt and torment dogs only to be bitten (In my lifetime, I've seen more kids bitten by breed weighing less than 30lbs. as compared to a 0 children bitten by large breeds).
TOMMY GARGASZ writes:
Why don't you just skip the bullshit and call your website we hate pit bulls .com, you people amaze me, it is the OWNERS of the dogs who need to be held accountable for the actions of their animals, not the dogs, not to mention that you always hear about the dog that hopped the fence and attacked the kid, but you never hear how the irresponsible parents let their kid throw rocks at the dog, and antagonize the dogs until these tragedies happen. Pitbulls were once known as the "nanny" dog due to their calm and watchful demeanor with children, pit bulls just like all other dogs are mans best friend and above all an ANIMAL, I don't know why I'm wasting my time with this, you people are probably against gay marriage also, and think all blacks should be hung cause they are the majority in our prison systems, they are all the same right? Stop spreading your fucking hate, and throw yourself off a cliff, you fuck. I hope you took the time away from the latest episode of American idol to read this.
and a few minutes later writes again:
Look I'm sorry for the earlier email, I am just so sick of these anti pitbull campaigns I own 4 pits and they are the funniest dogs you will ever meet, I took the time to read your info, and you have some good stuff in here that could help pit bull owners, but if you attack their dogs good name we will respond similar to the way I did earlier, can't you just take out the pit bull name, I think you would reach a lot more people, and possibly prevent one of these horrible attacks, from ANY untrained pent up dog.
JESSICA McGEE writes:
just to clear up this whole "vicious dog"' thing, you should know what you are talking about. Most people do not know that there are several breeds of dogs with similar features of the American Pit Bull Terrier/ Staffordshire Terrier but in fact DO NOT share the same behavioral and demeanor traits as the pit bull. Pit bulls actually rank third in breed behavior tests,(in same second.) These so called "pit bull" attacks are usually dogs with little or no pit in them at all, and because of uneducated people, are wrongly classified as pit bull. Pit bulls were specifically bred to NOT have any aggression towards humans WHAT SO EVER! Even fighting dogs. (it makes it easier to pull a dog out of the ring to end a fight without a bite being redirected to a hand) the pit was chosen for that reason. But as I was saying, there are dogs which tend to be mistaken for pit bulls that can be aggressive to humans such as the most confused, Dogo Argentinos and the Presa Canario( which resembles a larger pit) sometimes people even confuse American bulldogs and boxer mixes as pit bulls as well. Just trying to clear the American Pit Bull Terrier's name from all this confusion and i really hope you take my knowledge of this wonderful breed into consideration. my pits are the world to me, like so many other pit owners. it would kill me to give them up because of bans and uneducated people.thank you for your time. feel free to email back for further discussion or questions you may have.
Sincerely,
Jessica McGee -
proud pit bull mommy :)
TIM GRIFFITH writes: I made this E-maill addy so that the messages sent were from the same PP server , just to Ensure that you receive this message . I have read your BS Blogs and Have taken care of every animal you can legally own in the United States. On two occasions when I left my mother at home over 200 miles away from where I was working, alone, My American Blue Nosed Pitbull defended her from home invasions. I had a home in Rural Alabama on Highway 86. That dog saved my mothers life, and I could give you multiple instances where those dogs as well as Staffordshire and other forms of your so called DEVIL DOGS have done their SOLE DUTY AS PROTECTOR. They were born and raised to help trackers hunt large game like bears, they are not meant for social settings in my book, however you still demonize them. My Great Grandfather and Grandfather would both swear by these loyal forms of self defense and they were both Decorated Veterans of World Wars as well as Distinguished Police Officers. If I ever hear you speak Badly of my Good Friend P Pandoff Ever Again I will make you pay in the way you deserve. She's a good person and speaks up for an innocent creatures that you would abort at the third trimester. You are scum and should view yourself that way every time you look at yourself in the mirror. DO YOU FEEL ME? IF YOU FUCK WITH MY FRIENDS EVER AGAIN I WILL HAVE EVERYBODY I HAVE EVER KNOWN ONLINE DOG YOU TO THE BITTER ENDS OF THE EARTH. Think twice about anything you ever negatively say again about Pitbulls or any other specie of Canine. If you're gonna stick up so ferociously for one type then you better do it for all of them or else you're no better then a Conservative Nut Bag right winger. there's an interesting story behind this threatening missive. remember parrot? remember the "game bitch in a cur world" patricia pandoff? i thought that she was treated unfairly in the parrot blog comments. i deleted one comment and edited another and then closed them. she and i had a civil email exchange. she mentioned that she would have liked to defend herself. i offered to open the comments again, so she could do that. i never heard back from her. next thing i know, this 29 yr old truck lumper shows up to educate me about the virtues of pit bulls and intimidate me into silence. while i greatly appreciate him taking the time to express his feelings, i am puzzled that someone who likes to thump her game chest would send this bully to defend her honor and the honor of mutants. media bias, breed misidentification, all dogs are aggressive, racism, helen keller, petey, stubby... good job squeezing in all of those cliches people! and an even BETTER job reinforcing the stereotype of the pit bull owner. keep the emails coming. |