Pitbulls are a rare breed in Malaysia. In fact, it is actually banned here, but there are people who actually have them and even breed them for sale (secretly, of course!).
We were boarded for a night at our usual daycare and boarding house last night and mom came to pick us up this evening. She was surprised to see a small rescued pitbull inside the house. The pitbull looks about 4-5 months old, but we got a shock when we were told that she is actually 3 years old! Her previous owners abused and neglected her until she was only skin and bones and severely underdeveloped. She is much smaller than me! It’s crazy how her previous owners can be so cruel to abuse and starve a poor dog like that. And surprisingly, despite being in a cage all her life, she is actually very docile and sweet. She followed mom around, licked her hands and kept staring at mom with her big pitiful blue eyes….. I know she was telling mom with her sad eyes “please please take me home, please be my mom”…..
Mom said she wished she could adopt her but she’s sad because we have no space and no money for another sibling. Nevertheless, I’m sure that the little pitbull can find a good owner who can provide her with love and care. After all, it is definitely easier for a rare breed pedigree to be adopted out in no time.
Mom is just disappointed that she cannot get a Fluffy as my sibling. I, on the other hand, did not show much interest in the pitbull……maybe we will play together next time, if she’s still gonna be around…..
I came home dead tired. Bath was compulsory due to the rotten smell I had on my body and pieces of green stuff lodged in my fur. I was upset because the lady who runs the boarding house told mom that I already had my dinner, hence no more dinner at home! How atrocious! This is beagle cruelty! I need a lawyer. I don’t care if I had dinner outside already, but I expect dinner to be served when I come home.
Eventually I had some carrots and green beans. Oh well, at least it was something. Some is always better than NONE.