This adora-bull furbaby is Keira! She is an 8+ year-old pibble. A “pibble” is a gentler, kinder term for a pit bull-type dog, which accurately reflects their true nature.
Unlike a lot of animal lovers, I didn’t really grow up with animals in the house. As a child, the only animals I had lived in cages (hamsters) or bowls (goldfish). When I was about 12, I successfully begged my mom to get me a cat. Unfortunately, Cleo grew up in the pound and was never very healthy. By the time my mom and I realized anything was wrong, her kidneys were already failing…
I was never a big fan of dogs growing up – I wasn’t comfortable with them, and the few I had known usually just sniffed my lady parts which didn’t help me to feel any more comfortable. LOL! It wasn’t until I married a man who grew up in a house full of animals, that I really ever got to experience dogs first-hand. Although my marriage did not last, one of the good things that came from it was my love of dogs, especially my furbaby, Keira.
Keira, then known by the name Koda, was abandoned by a neighbor of my then-in-law’s who was moving out of state. A friend of the family was supposed to pick her up the next morning, but when my then-husband arrived at his parents’ house that night after work, she was still there waiting in the fenced-in yard – no one had ever come to fetch her. It was an unseasonably hot June day, but some how she had survived the heat. He let her into the house, where he immediately realized that she was not housebroken! OMG! I still remember my then-husband leaving me at the house with her to pick up something for dinner, and she left a deposit right inside the front door – I had to tell him to come around to the back porch when he came back with dinner, otherwise we would have had a huge smeary mess on our hands! LOL
This dog is so smart, that she housebroke herself in less than two days just by watching my in-laws’ two dogs. It was like a lightbulb went on in her head, and she suddenly realized, “Oh, so that’s where I’m supposed to do my business!” My then-husband and I did not want to take her to a shelter, because we feared what would happen to her there, so we spent a week or so trying to find a home for her. After several failed attempts, it was clear that we had ourselves a dog. I still remember the very first time I ever saw her – She was in the yard, jumping against the fence and wagging her tail, trying to get my attention. She was just the happiest and sweetest pup I had ever seen, despite a life lived in a cold, dark basement alone with very little food. It was clear to everyone how much she loved us and the feeling was definitely mutual.
We knew we had to rename her, because my in-laws’ dog Kody was becoming increasingly confused whenever we called her by the name Koda! We threw around several names, until I said, “What about Keira? I think it suits her!” and everyone agreed. This June it will be 8 years since we found her, and although my ex and I are no longer together, we both still love her very much. We don’t have any human children, but we do share custody of our furbaby (I’ll talk more about that at a later time). Most people laugh when I tell them that, but it’s not as unusual as you might think!
The main thing that Keira has taught me and made me more aware of is that pit bull-type dogs are one of the smartest, sweetest, silliest and most people-oriented dogs on earth – and they are a sorely misunderstood “breed”. They are often given a bad rap, especially by the media, thanks to many irresponsible owners. Yes, they are strong, but they were never meant to be guard dogs. They were bred to be people-pleasers, so when their owners train them to do horrible things or mistreat them, they can become dangerous – which is true of any dog of any breed. But if you give a pit bull-type dog a loving home, they will reward you for the rest of their lives. Keira, although strong and able, would never have any desire to intentionally hurt a person – In fact, I always joke that if someone were to break into my home, she would probably just lick the person to death! So, a guard dog she definitely is not, but she is a wonderful and loving companion who I am proud to call my baby-girl. She is my sunshine, my light, my world! This dog makes me soooooo happy!
Give pibbles a chance!!