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Showing posts with label pit bull paparazzi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pit bull paparazzi. Show all posts
Saturday, July 19, 2014
Friday, May 16, 2014
pets, pits and poverty
Animal Uncontrol posed the following: "Should people with pets, particularly multiple, large pets be eligible
for public assistance? I.E. Welfare, food stamps, WIC, Section 8
housing, Medicaid, etc..." and one of the more lively debates erupted at his blog. one of the craven regulars, Pit Dispatcher was involved in that lively debate and then sent me the following comment and photos.
you can join in the discussion at Animal Uncontrol
Aw fuck it, AC, you win.
Here are 2 homeless bums, with a huge sign declaring that they are hungry.
But what are they doing? Feeding an enormous, well muscled, gripper. While begging for food and money.
This is right next to a busy restaurant, at at intersection of a busy shopping center.
Of course this monster isn't neutered, and even with that collar, there is no way they would be able to control a mauler this size.
I generally have no problem with homeless having dogs. It's practical to have one if you have to camp everyday, and let's face it, they can eat garbage.
But I object to homeless with huge grippers. It's super reckless, and a public safety issue. It's offensive and ridiculous to pretend your hungry while feeding a dog that probably eats more food than they do.
Xylitol treats for all!
PIT DISPATCHER
you can join in the discussion at Animal Uncontrol
Pets on public assistance?
Massive cranial burst
Saturday, April 5, 2014
Panhandlin' Pitties
from a reader.


At
every intersection, on every off ramp, at every stop light, there are
impoverished people "flying signs", asking for change. Some are
unemployed, even hard working, parents or vets. Others are the disabled,
mentally ill, or elderly, that society discarded. Many are good people,
just trying to get by, without good fortune or family. This story is
not about them.
It is about the Bums-
These are the
hopelessly, violently drunk, meth using, often criminal, street people.
Also included are homeless-by-choice "crusties", loudly aggressive,
toothless women, and the permanently transient, generally dangerous,
men. They can be found threatening, cursing, chasing people down,
starting fights on busy sidewalks, and causing trouble wherever they go.
And wherever they go, they bring their dogs.
What dogs do these bums love best? PIT BULLS, of course!
I
see bums with pit bulls that are barely controlled, frequently
unleashed, fighting amongst themselves, or riding on the top of a
shopping cart. They reflect, and project, the owners insanity and
aggression, but the owners still love to tell you "My pit is the
sweetest dog, it won't hurt your kid!". Like all pit owners, they get
offended that you don't want your kids near, or find their dogs
wonderful- even when they got them for the express purpose of
intimidating others.
Hope no one dies, but the way things have been
going, there could be 10 deaths in a week, and we would get a new law
that ensured pits for all homeless! With the city paying the vet bills,
and landlords not allowed to "discriminate"!
Walking home with my toddlers, what did I see?
A pair of little dogs fighting right next to me!
One mixed breed, the other pure pittie
But I am told not to worry, the pits "a real softie!"
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
halloween pit bull paparazzi
one of my secret squirrels stumbled on a dog costume event.
click on the photos to view larger versions.
thanks craven readers. keep 'em coming.
click on the photos to view larger versions.
note the reptilian stare. if the reptile breaks free, the poodle won't even know what hit it.
thanks craven readers. keep 'em coming.
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Monday, May 27, 2013
Hello from Wyoming Michigan!
a reader was driving down burt street in wyoming, michigan when he thought he spotted a gargoyle. so he circled back around and snapped a few photos for craven. i'm honored.
here comes dinner.
and there goes dinner. i think i'll wait for an easier target. the old guy across the street will be watering his petunias soon or that young woman with the beagle and the baby stroller should be along any minute or that brat on the bike. eeny meany miny moe....
hey you!
yeah YOU! what are you looking at?
hmm... wyoming, michigan... wyoming, michigan....why does that sound familiar? oh, that's right... JOSEPH HONORABLE. let's hope animal control steps in and prevents another tragedy.
here comes dinner.
and there goes dinner. i think i'll wait for an easier target. the old guy across the street will be watering his petunias soon or that young woman with the beagle and the baby stroller should be along any minute or that brat on the bike. eeny meany miny moe....
hey you!
yeah YOU! what are you looking at?
hmm... wyoming, michigan... wyoming, michigan....why does that sound familiar? oh, that's right... JOSEPH HONORABLE. let's hope animal control steps in and prevents another tragedy.
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
Stormy Night for a Grey Gripper
So, late this afternoon, I'm walking home from my local subway station, when what do I see tied to a city street sign, in the cold, drizzling rain, but a big grey female gripper!
First 3 pictures taken approx. 5:30 PM on 1st Ave. at height of afternoon pedestrian traffic. Sidewalks are crowded; there is a bike lane behind the pit bull, and busy traffic behind that. Click any photo to enlarge:
First 3 pictures taken approx. 5:30 PM on 1st Ave. at height of afternoon pedestrian traffic. Sidewalks are crowded; there is a bike lane behind the pit bull, and busy traffic behind that. Click any photo to enlarge:
She was tied up with a fabric leash tied in a clumsy overhead knot. She was there when I went into a corner bodega, and there when I came out 15 minutes later.
I walked to my apartment, took a shower, changed my clothes, and went back down to the store. The grey pit bull was still there. At least 45 minutes had elapsed since I took the first photos of her. As you can see in this final photo, it is darker and wetter outside.
The dog is miserable and shivering and standing in the BIKE LANE (and even in the rain, there are plenty of people--many of them impoverished immigrant food deliverers without health insurance--riding in the bike lanes here. Lots of regular commuters, too.).
I felt badly for her, but I just won't approach pit bulls anymore. I just won't. I think I saw tags on the cloth collar (there were two collars--a cloth and a prong), but I'm not going to touch her in order to find out. I hollered in the bodega to ask if anyone left their dog outside. No luck.
Unless the dog owner or their kids is in an ambulance somewhere, it is completely unacceptable to leave their dog on the street for that long. ANY dog. The gripper is an accident waiting to happen.
I'm getting dressed to go out this evening. If the dog is still there when I leave again, I'm going to call Animal Control.
Friday, July 20, 2012
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Stunt "Service" Pit Bull on the A Train: Good Morning, New York!
This morning, my train ride to work was made considerably more interesting by the addition of a stunt "service" pit bull riding my local A train!
With morning wakeup calls like this, who needs coffee? I went from groggy to "orange alert" in about two seconds.
The scene of the crime: my local subway station. I was waiting on the train platform with a bunch of other commuters, reading the Times. It was about 9:30 AM. After the train pulled up, I stepped inside.
It was then that I encountered this black and brown brindle pit bull and its smug, asshole owner. I would have turned around and stepped right back out, but the doors closed behind me:
I took a seat as far away from them as possible. Then I took out my camera and snapped a few pics.
Now, I think that the situation pretty much speaks for itself, but let's go over a few notes:
With the exception of SERVICE dogs and police dogs, it is illegal to bring animals on New York City subways unless they are crated or otherwise contained. Incidentally, I have only witnessed this law broken twice. The other time it was also a person with a pit bull. Millions of other New Yorkers carry their pets in a crate or hire a damn taxicab to take their dogs somewhere, like you're supposed to.
The pit bull is wearing a green vest. On one side, the vest says "Service Dog," and on the other it says: "Please Ask to Pet Me." Is that an invitation...? Most vests I've seen say: "Please don't pet me. I'm working!" I don't know.
The pit bull was sanding up and looking around the whole time. Every service dog I remember seeing would sit or lay down at its owners' feet once the owner became seated.
This woman is wearing high-heeled boots and carrying a large tote bag. I have no idea what her disability is (Dawn James suspects it is Narcissistic Personality Disorder), but it doesn't seem to be mobility. (I do know that many disabilities are "hidden," like MS)
The train car was pretty full and some people were standing, but nobody wanted to sit next to this Special Snowflake and her stunt pit. Some more people got on at the next stop and they preferred to stand. She got half of a full row of seating all to herself! Of course she did--she's entitled! Bet your ass she's on a pit bull forum right now complaining about how nobody would sit next to her on the train.
She spent the entire time bent over the dog, holding it by the leash close to the collar, with this little smile on her face. You can see the smirk even in the blurry photo below.
I almost approached her to take better photos, but I didn't want to get too close to the dog. The train is a high-stress environment for any animal. Lots of strange noises, strange people coming and going, it rocks on the track, sometimes the lights go out. Lord knows pits have flipped for less.
I reached my destination after a few more stops and got off the train. Thanks for making my morning commute more interesting, asshole!
With morning wakeup calls like this, who needs coffee? I went from groggy to "orange alert" in about two seconds.
The scene of the crime: my local subway station. I was waiting on the train platform with a bunch of other commuters, reading the Times. It was about 9:30 AM. After the train pulled up, I stepped inside.
It was then that I encountered this black and brown brindle pit bull and its smug, asshole owner. I would have turned around and stepped right back out, but the doors closed behind me:
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| Pit Bull Owner Says: "I love to intimidate my fellow straphangers with my dog! That's how I roll!" |
I took a seat as far away from them as possible. Then I took out my camera and snapped a few pics.
Now, I think that the situation pretty much speaks for itself, but let's go over a few notes:
With the exception of SERVICE dogs and police dogs, it is illegal to bring animals on New York City subways unless they are crated or otherwise contained. Incidentally, I have only witnessed this law broken twice. The other time it was also a person with a pit bull. Millions of other New Yorkers carry their pets in a crate or hire a damn taxicab to take their dogs somewhere, like you're supposed to.
The pit bull is wearing a green vest. On one side, the vest says "Service Dog," and on the other it says: "Please Ask to Pet Me." Is that an invitation...? Most vests I've seen say: "Please don't pet me. I'm working!" I don't know.
The pit bull was sanding up and looking around the whole time. Every service dog I remember seeing would sit or lay down at its owners' feet once the owner became seated.
This woman is wearing high-heeled boots and carrying a large tote bag. I have no idea what her disability is (Dawn James suspects it is Narcissistic Personality Disorder), but it doesn't seem to be mobility. (I do know that many disabilities are "hidden," like MS)
The train car was pretty full and some people were standing, but nobody wanted to sit next to this Special Snowflake and her stunt pit. Some more people got on at the next stop and they preferred to stand. She got half of a full row of seating all to herself! Of course she did--she's entitled! Bet your ass she's on a pit bull forum right now complaining about how nobody would sit next to her on the train.
She spent the entire time bent over the dog, holding it by the leash close to the collar, with this little smile on her face. You can see the smirk even in the blurry photo below.
I almost approached her to take better photos, but I didn't want to get too close to the dog. The train is a high-stress environment for any animal. Lots of strange noises, strange people coming and going, it rocks on the track, sometimes the lights go out. Lord knows pits have flipped for less.
I reached my destination after a few more stops and got off the train. Thanks for making my morning commute more interesting, asshole!
Sunday, January 24, 2010
pit bull paparazzi
one of the 3 people who read my blog sent this to me in the hopes that i would share it with the other two readers. ENJOY!

"I was driving east bound on a busy street when I saw 2 adult women with a big goofy lab carrying a toy in its mouth. They were walking in the same direction as I was travelling. I crested a small hill and then a second hill and I saw this young girl heading west with her pit bull. I happened to have my video camera and I filmed her as I drove by. I was armed with more than just a camera and I turned around and headed back towards what I feared could have been an ugly collision course between the pit bull and the labrador retriever. Thankfully the girl turned north at the next street and the two parties remained oblivious to each other, at least that day."
get those cameras people and send me your photos!
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