Stubbydog via Crowdrise
September 18, 2012
We are working to change peoples' mind about our breed, little by little we can do it. These funds are all going to be used to support StubbyDog Program SuperHero Program, all to advocate for the breed! Even if you dotae 1$ it all counts! There will be incentives too, so everyone can win!
Who is StubbyDog?
What is Superhero Project?
What will be the incentives, especially “monthly”?
This is the Daughter-Bulls Storie!
My name is Kiara Colon, I am a Puertorrican. Since I was a little girl I grew up with dogs in my family and I always wanted to have a dog of my own. I always said, “When I have a dog I will train it myself, it will be loyal and much loved.” My parents then decide to move to Philadelphia… For me it was a sudden change and a culture impact. After that I started to be on a roller coaster of depression, of a feeling that there was a great emptiness inside of me, I was missing something very important…
When I turned seventeen I decided to go back to Puerto Rico by myself and study for Biology degree. I always have been thinking where I could work to benefit the many animals that needed the help. During this time still I kept feeling that emptiness, I could not figure what it was. I thought many times I was just crazy and thought too much about how I felt. I discovered later what it was. One time I was swimming on the beach and a big black and white dog came running, JUMPED on the water and swam towards me!!! I got scared for a second, but kept my calm. This dog came over and nudges me, I pet him on the head as to say “ok!”, when the owner came running and said in Spanish, “Hug him, he will pull you to shore, he just loves to do that and loves people!” I talked to the owner for a little while and he told me it was a Pit Bull! First time I heard about the breed and I was very amazed about how well mannered, sweet, gentle and with the biggest gorgeous smile I’ve seen from a dog! After this encountered I started to do some research about this breed and learned of the many great qualities and traits they posses, I fell in love with this breed.
Later I met a guy who is now my husband and we decided to move to Philadelphia. Here at the age of twenty one years old I started to work for a shelter called ACCT now, Animal Care and Control Team. Hands on working with the breed I fell in love with and started to learn how this breed has been misunderstood. How many are brutally mistreated and this really saddens me… I still had that empty feeling inside, still searching for it… Hands on in the shelter I learned to read their body language, I loved their expressive smiles and soulful eyes, still my parent said no to me having a dog. They said no not to the breed, it was just ANY dog…
A year later I moved to a new house and married my husband. I kept involving in more pit activism, learning more from the breed and helping any I could help in the shelter I worked with. Still had that empty feeling, which I still, did not understand… On a December 18 of 2010 I walked in a park with my husband and from far I saw a breeder guy that had three set of dog crates set up. In the first one there was an all white, male, American Pit Bull Terrier whit one green eye and one blue eye. On the second cage there was a white and fawn, female Bull Terrier which obviously have had multiple litters of pups. And the third crate it was the saddest thing you could see… There were six white and fawn puppies, all dirty, emaciated, dehydrated and in very bad condition… The guy was holding two puppies on his hands and screaming, “Pit Bulls for sale!!! Get them now!!! Thy where born on October 15!!!” Still from far I suddenly looked and there was the runt of the litter… Staring at me with her grey soulful eyes, I just felt she was talking to me, “You need me, we need each other… I want to be yours…” She was in a very bad stated of health, she was already flat out!!! I forgot about the breeder, I forgot about my husband, I just opened the crate and picked her up on my arms!!! The guy came up to me and I just hold on to the yellowish limp puppy, “HERE FIFTY BUCKS, I’M TAKING HER NOW!!!” The guy just started at me and wanted me to give him more money, I started to walk away, I told him she needed immediate medical care. The breeder just said, “Wha’ eva’, she is goin’ to die anyway!” On the way home she looked at me with her beautiful eyes and cuddled more on my arms, I just kept on hugging her and kissing her like it was my whole life on my arms… At our home she started to vomit and had bloody diarrhea. I ran to the nearest veterinary clinic, I just prayed it was not Parvo virus, “Oh God, oh God, pleaseee don’t take her away from me…” She was diagnosed not with parvo, but with a very advanced infection of Coccidiosis… I was given a set of treatment and they wanted to leave her at the hospital, since I worked as a veterinary nurse at the shelter I told them I would pay for the whole treatment, but she was coming home with me. That is how it went, we went home and for a month I did not sleep, giving her IV treatment, force feeding her, practically bringing her back to life. I felt like I had given birth, like I was a brand new momma, realized then that the emptiness in me was not there any longer! I named this little girl Chessure Caina, Chessure from the cat in Alice in Wonderland the new version by Tim Burton and Caina meaning “white”. I felt like a brand new person! I bought books, magazines and DVDs! I started to train her as soon as she got back to health and her fur was white! My husband would take me to work with her and pick me from work with her. She would wait for me like a little kid waits for her Christmas present; it was joy for me to see her every day!!! She slept in a doggie bed besides my bedside and I would often go to sleep petting her. I learned she is a quick learner, enjoys training and pleasing specially me. I socialized her with people and other Pit Bulls I started to foster. She became my daughter, my life, my world.
Six months later a Thursday at 3:45am someone banged at the door, woke all of us and I told Chess to stay and be quite for me. She followed me anyways all sleepy… When my husband and I [with the Chessure behind of course] opened the door, the same breeder somehow found our address and he was dragging with a rope a white female puppy with a fawn spot over her left eye! She was very nervous and shy, her tail in between her legs, ears down, sad eyes… The guy started yelling, “YA’ WANT HER? GET HER OR I’LL JUST SHOV’ HER OUT THA’ STREET!!!” I took the rope off and cradled her in my arms; my husband closed the door on the guys face. When Chessure saw her she started to wag her tail and pranced around, the little girl started to follow her all exited! We stared at her, she was dirty, thin, had many bite marks all over and hair loss. Possible the guy kept her in a basement with other dogs without much care… That night she slept with Chessure besides my side on their doggy bed.
Next day right to the vet! She was slightly dehydrated, had the beginning of mange and was apparently forced to try to breed. During the first days we crated her during the night since she was obviously not house trained. I named her Alice Hybana, meaning “Noble Spark”. The first night she hollered and screaaammmeddd, like someone was killing her!!! For the following days the same thing followed and our neighbors started to complain. One morning my husband forced me to take her to the shelter I work for and surrender her. I started to cry, my heart had broken, how I am going to give up my other daughter… I couldn’t work that day, I left crying. That day I did not eat, just crying and crying with Chessure on my chest… The next day still I was crying and my husband told me, “Let’s go get her, I can’t see you crying like that…” I jumped, got dressed in less than a minute, “dressed” Chessure and went to get Alice!!! I talked to one of the managers and told him I could not live without my girl, I needed my daughter back. That same day she got spayed and came home with me, I could not be happier; I had my girls, my daughters!!!
I learned my Alice had separation anxiety and because I did not want to get her on meds, I decided the best thing for her was to sleep with Chessure. Since then I started to train her like Chessure, socialize her, and teach her what a family is, teach her confidence and gave her all the love she did not have. Both of them have grown up with my two ferrets, my resident cat Demon, many foster cats, every dog I’ve pet sitted and our many foster pit bulls. They always have been great with all.
It’s been Almost two years of having my girls; they have become my Daughter-Bulls. They have made me so proud during this time, I feel like I had them since forever. Since I had them when I go to work or somewhere I cannot take them, my parents [their grandparents] take care of them. I always take them there with a backpack filled with food, toys, bowls, blankets and anything they will need. I take them on walks everyday and they amaze me how they can take decisions by themselves, but first they look at me like searching for approval. They meet people on our walks and places, many people are afraid of them, we take that opportunity to teach people how awesome the breed is, we teach them the positive aspect of them and to not trust the media. We always end a day with kids and adults petting them and hugging them. Many people that have small breed dogs hold them on their arms and yell at us. And there we go again, another little step to change someone’s mind. My Daughter-Bulls have gained more human and doggie friends than me! On my area everyone knows them, know their story and are always eager to see them. They were stolen from me twice and I’ve found them the same day within hours, believe me I gave those people the scared of their lives; they won’t touch my girls again. Can you think of a small woman of just 5’4 tall scaring tuff guys? Well that is me, that is how I gained the name “Pit Bull Lady” all for the love of my girls, but this is another story I will tell you another day.
With everything that they have gone trough they have such gentle and sweet nature, eager to learn, to please and meet every animal and human. My Daughter-Bulls have been CGC Certified in less than three weeks, I want to keep sharing and changing people’s mind about this breed with my girls. I love fostering Pit Bull type dogs and my girls are the ones that teach them to go outside for duty, how to play appropriately and all the manners they need. They are great teachers to other dogs, they are good leaders. Right now I am writing this and they are besides me very close to me with the sweetest most beautiful smile while sleeping, feeling safe because they are with momma. Since they have been with me, I have not felt the emptiness or been depressed; I found myself, my life is complete with my Daughter-Bulls and I don’t want to ever think about living without them.
Now we are on this cause with StubbyDog project, lets work all together to make a cahnge!