Thursday night, I was sitting in my garage smoking a cigarette. Horrible habit, I know. 4 young men rushed me, decided they wanted my car, beat me up, and wanted my keys. I told them the keys were in the house. They decided to go in. What they weren't expecting were my 2 Pit Bulls. They are sweethearts and the kindest dogs you'll ever know, but protect their home and owner with finesse. My beautiful babies charged these assholes and stood over me as I laid on the floor of my garage, forever protecting me. They are rescues. Unwanted dogs.
They saved my life. Please consider adopting a rescue. They might save your life too.
had to re post this