My Story

As an advocate for pitbulls, I want to change the negative views and ignorance of the general public against pitbull type dogs. Dogs like me face discrimination everywhere we go just because of our blocky head and muscular build. What people clearly miss are our loving eyes, our non-stop kisses, our incredible cuddling abilities, our loyal protection to our families, and our willingness to do absolutely anything to please. There are humans out there that take advantage of our devotion, and will put our loyalty to the most extreme tests by forcing us to fight against one another for money making businesses or train us to be aggressive for benefits only to the selfish owner, often through abuse and cruel practices. We are only dogs, and our willingness to do absolutely anything for our owners often turns around and is later used against us and creates a bad rap for our breed as a whole.



I lived the first year of my young life living on the streets, and then found myself behind bars and sleeping on a cold concrete floor lacking love or a human soul to give all my devotion to. Millions of others like me live this life every day, and most of them never make it out of there alive. We are over-bred, abused, killed, and dumped like garbage more than any other breed and my blocky head just can't comprehend why. One thing I've learned in my short existence is that the human being is the most dangerous species on the planet. From the damage they have done to the natural environment and ecosystems of billions of species besides them, to the purposefully over-breeding, exploitation, and murder of animals of all kinds; including ones like me, I just cannot fathom why such a human society can portray me and my friends as the bullies, killers, and attackers of the world. That may be something I never understand, and neither will my human parents; the people who walked into the place where I used to live behind bars and saved me from a more gruesome fate of having my life taken from me so early; a sad and common fate for millions of dogs like me. My human mom hates the hate against my kind, here is something she wrote to try to fight it.

If you're still reading this, I'm sure you're eager to learn more about my story. What do I do for a living? What is my purpose? Many furry friends of mine never got the opportunity to find a purpose for themselves or earn a family to love and protect and care for. Since I was one of the lucky pitbulls that got to leave a shelter alive, I'm determined to make the best of my life and find a purpose for myself (and a living of course, everyone has to make a living somehow!) that can benefit pitbulls everywhere. What I do for a living consists of hanging with my dachshund sister Weiner, my new pitbull brother Onyx (who my mom keeps calling a "foster-failure in progress" whatever that means, but in my eyes he's no failure at all), protecting my human parents from everything and anything that could ever hurt them, farting and releasing my anal glands whenever I feel like it, showing off the cool tricks I get to learn and practice every day, going to the dog park where I meet new friends and sometimes get to see my handful of best friends (most of which are pitbulls too), go on hikes and travel wherever my humans go, and get showered with love such as treats, pets and cuddles from the humans. I got to be one of the few lucky pitbulls that got another chance, and life is so wonderful that I can't complain at all. But in the back of my mind I'll never forget for even a single moment of the constant suffering, abuse, and murder of my kind on a daily basis. Even though humans are the ones that do it, I will never discriminate against or hate them like they discriminate and hate me.

So by now you're probably pretty impressed. I'm wise beyond my years (which is almost 2.. my estimated second birthday is coming in just a couple weeks!), and it's quite evident that I (Manny) know best. But where the nose comes in is one of my unique skills my humans have taught me that makes me stand out. I can balance almost anything on my nose! I am so proud of my trick that I want to share with the world all of the new things I have practiced balancing on my nose. I'll share these random balancing acts with you whenever I can, and I'm hoping that as a human you will get a good laugh, smile for the first time during a sad or tough day, or maybe even rush over to your local shelter or call up a rescue to inquire about what homeless pitbulls are available for adoption. I hope that if you love pitbulls already, that now you'll love them even more. I hope that if you hate pitbulls, that maybe you'll give us another chance and realize we are not all bad guys. I hope that you'll just open your heart to loving us and realize that if a pitbull like me is willing to balance a can of green beans, ripe banana or a wooden spork on my nose (for no apparent reason) that I sure must love my humans very very much. Give us a chance, please :)