This is the story of a pit bull named Malcolm. He was adopted from the local High Kill Shelter and was there for almost 3 weeks after being abandoned in a vacant home. I prayed someone would rescue him, but it looked like that someone was going to have to be me. I am a cat owner, I’ve never had a dog, what do I do with an 80 pound pit bull?
I downloaded an info sheet from Badrap.org on what to do with a pit bull rescued from a shelter. I downloaded material from the Animal Farm Foundation on what to do with a pit bull and cats. Contacted a rescue and told them I would foster, and went out and bought dog stuff.
We foster failed within 3 hours.
You see, he was a special dog. Big, clumsy, loving and kind. We knew we wanted to give him a loving home and raise him to be a good ambassador for all pit bull type dogs.
Everything went pretty smoothly, he cried the first few nights, but was a very fast learner. When he started to feel better after his neuter surgery, he started doing something in our backyard. He would do what I later learned was “zoomies.” He was a big dog and watching him tuck his arse under himself and run full blast across the yard growling and carrying on was both hilarious and terrifying. My husband and I did not know what this behavior was, and we worried, oh my gosh, what is this dog doing? It turns out that Malcolm just likes to vocalize when he plays. We laugh about it every time he does it now. He has progressed to doing the same thing but eating grass when he turns around. Then proceeds to hack up the grass while he is running. Graceful he is not.
He has earned his AKC Canine Good Citizen designation, lives with 4 cats, is scared of spiders, scorpions and kittens. He now has a little sister Zora, a chi mix, that bosses him around but he does not mind it one bit.
We took a chance on this dog being networked around Facebook, and it changed our lives for the better. I cannot imagine my life without him. He galvanized my desire to help educate people on misunderstandings about pit bull type dogs. You see, I was once one of those people that thought pit bulls where inherently dangerous. Then I got educated and realized how wrong I was to stereotype any breed of dog.
There is just one thing about Malcolm that is not a perfect fit in our house. He is not an athlete. People told me, “oh get a pit bull they love to run”. They lied. My Malcolm is super lazy and is ruining my couches!