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Meet Casey - My Poodle In a Pit Bull's Body

I would like everyone to meet my dog Casey. Casey is a Pit Bull that I have had for almost 6 years now. I got her at a time in my life when I really did not want to take on the responsibility of another dog, but I happened to come across her and it was love at first sight.

Pit Bulls are an incredibly beautiful and powerful breed. They are also a much maligned and misunderstood animal. I have had several of them now and I can tell you from personal experience that they are one of the sweetest, kindest, smartest, most loyal breeds I have ever encountered. While it is true that an attack by one can lead to deadly consequences because they can also be a fierce fighting animal with a bite that latches on to it’s target and will not let go, sometimes until the point of death; it is also true that the vast, vast majority of these animals would never attack anybody unless they were abused and taught to be mean by an irresponsible or cruel owner or unless they perceived danger to themselves or their family.

When I got Casey, she had been starved and very badly beaten and left on the side of the road for dead. It appeared that she had been used as a “bait dog” as she also had many bite marks on her head and shoulders. Apparently her previous owner realized that when she was too small to be successful in the fighting ring, he could use her as “bait” for other dogs to build their confidence up in the ring. When she was no longer useful to him, she was discarded like a bag of trash. The utter cruelty of some people never fails to astound me.

When we got Casey, we knew she had some emotional issues. Her abuse did not make her vicious or unpredictable, as it might some animals, it did just the opposite. She spent most of her time cowering in fear. Her owner had done such a job on her that she lived in a constant state of nervousness, often trembling at the sound of any loud noise, or even cars driving by. It took us a very long time to earn her trust and get her to relax and realize that no one was going to hurt her anymore, but even after quite some time, Casey still held onto that fear and lived with it every day. Quite simply, Casey was a Pit Bull who had forgotten who she was. She was a poodle living in a Pit Bull’s body.

One day, an unexpected and strange thing happened. I was sitting on the couch with Casey in her usual spot beside me, and one of my husband’s friends walked into the room and I was shocked by what I saw. Casey reacted in a way I had never experienced before. She immediately jumped up to put herself between me and my husband’s friend, took a fighting stance and barred her teeth at him while uttering a growl I had never heard come out from her before. Casey perceived that I was in danger and in that moment, she remembered who she was (to the chagrin of the poor guy that just walked into the room a little too quickly and un-announced...I think he had to go home to change his clothes!). Casey quickly realized that this man was not here to do us harm and backed down, but I had no doubt, in that moment, that if anyone was ever going to try to harm me, they were going to have to get through Casey first.

It recently occurred to me that many of the men in this country have become just like Casey had. They have been beaten down into submission to the point where they have forgotten who they are. They descend from a great “stock” of Pit Bulls, courageous, fighting men that would fight to the death to protect their families. They have; however, been manipulated and beaten down to the point that they have forgotten how to be the real men that God intended them to be. I am not talking to the jackals and field mice out there. Jackals and field mice will always be what they are. I am talking to the men out there that have the capacity to be courageous and fierce when it comes to protecting their families and brethren. They were not born to be jackals and field mice, they were born to be real men. Remember who you are. Your families are in a lot more danger than I was when Casey reacted the way she did. If she can do it, you can too.

Your families and your country are depending on it.

NOTE: I was hoping to imbed a picture of Casey but couldn't figure out how....I have a picture of her in my profile if you want to check out my beautiful girl. :)

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what a great post. Thanks for taking in that precious animal and loving her!

The world is my country, all mankind are my brethren, and to do good is my religion.
-Thomas Paine

I've met some pretty mean poodles...

However, I'm not a believer in canine bigotry.

Denise B's picture

I had thought about

that after I posted this....I certainly did not mean to imply that I don't like poodles or that they are inferior pets, I love all dogs. Poodles; however, are not typically known for their strength or guard dog abilities...although I am sure they are also great pets. :)

JustLiberty4US's picture

Everything Denise has said

Everything Denise has said about Pit Bulls is true. I've had two: Memphis and Augie. RIP. Their personalities were more like people than that of a dog. I don't know of a breed that has a better sense of humor.

In fact, I'm not sure if I could ever have another Pit again. The goodbye was just too painful.

Our family now has a Belgium Shepard. He's a great protection dog. Henry is good with the children.

Thanks for posting, Denise. Your story is both moving and encouraging. Your Pit is beautiful.

Denise B's picture

I know exactly

what you mean JL4US about dreading the good-bye. About six months before I got Casey I had lost another beloved Pit Brandy and I was devastated by it. I had told my husband I did not want to get another one because I just didn't want to go through it again. It was literally like losing a family member. Brandy was an awesome dog, also a shelter dog, but with not quite as tough a history as Casey had. My husband took me out one day though, unexpectedly, and said he had someone he wanted me to meet (he had seen her story online) and like I said, once I met her I wasn't leaving without her. She actually helped quite a bit with the grieving process of losing Brandy. They really are very special animals. Thanks for your comments. :)

Denise B's picture

Thanks all

for the nice comments! My husband sometimes accuses me of loving the dog more than I love him....and I always respond, "of course not honey, I love you just as much!" :)


ytc's picture

Casey has beautiful alert sensitive

eyes! Wonderful post on friendship, Denise. Thank you.

Beautiful girl

Give Casey a kiss for me!

Colchester, New London County, Connecticut

She's beautiful !

I have a red-nosed Pit and an American Bulldog. I wish we could embed pics in the comments too. I'm sure everyone would like to brag on their pets and kids!


Nice post and what a beautiful friend you have. I was thinking along these lines when I saw the video of the townsmen of NY standing up for their second amendment rights. It was really a beautiful thing to see. These were real men doing what needed to be done. It made me very hopeful.
Thank you again for the post and give Casey a belly scratch for me:)

"Its easier to fool people than to convince them that they have been fooled."
Mark Twain