It has taken me weeks to be able to settle down and write about this. I now know what people who have been assualted or victimized must feel like.
The girls have been in season and were finally hitting the home stretch. They were of course only outside briefly and with supervison. Even with a 6 foot privacy fence I never want to chance an accidental mating. I had just brought them in and put Kota and Nemo out. Walking to the kitchen from the back door I noticed the pack seemed agitated. I had almost made it down the hall to my room when All heck broke loose! The battleroars and challenge barks were frantic and intense. Running back to the dog room the 7 inside were going nuts, it took a moment to hear the battle raging out back. With my daughter and grandson on my heels We raced outside, there to find Kota and a large grey brindle pit bull engaged in combat! Little Nemo was trying to back up Kota so I grabbed him tossing him to my grandson Tristan who is 8 years old. He wrapped his arms around the pup's neck and held on for dear life ! The girls hearing the ruckus had opened the back door letting Zion out, Who rushed to join the fray, great no two of my RRs are tangling with this grey intruder. I managed to pull Zion off and my daughter dragged him barking furiously into the house. That left my New York Boy battling this Alabama Pit.
I am an admirer of Pit Bulls...IN the conformation ring. But Southern Pits tend to be on par with the junk yard dawg or drug dealer's line of defense... Most proudly claim to have Hanging Tree in them, that line produced baaaaaad fighting dogs since any dog without fight was hung ( it wasn't worth a bullet) the survivors were just mean and wild. This was one of thoes dogs. I had seen him walking through the neighborhood with an overweight teen, maybe 14 or 15 years old . One of the kids who try to be a thug when in reality they are just another redneck. The dog was always on a tow chain.
But now in my back yard, where my grandchildren play and the raptors in season had just been out I was facing a horriffic fight and not sure what to do, water hose? ...not with this level of rage. I spotted a broom and began to wail away.... He had Kota by the top of the head making his own head an easy target. Pounding on the dog and yelling I was finally able to drive him back to a corner on my yard, My daughter Bonita Amiee grabbed Kota and barely dragged his 83 pound frame towards the house, Kota was not finished with this fight and let her know it ! Fearing K Dog might break free I opened the gate and chased the pit out. It ran on 3 legs bleeding badly.
With hands shaking so badly I could barely latch the gate I tried to steady my breathing. Knowing this dog lived around the block I called the sherriff on my way into the house. Kota stood next to Bonita Aimee, heaving as he tried to see where his enemy had gone. His beautiful head was covered in blood and as I began to clean him up it was obvious he would need vet care. Calling Daved Dykes I informed them Bonita Amiee was on her way in, David had to wait . Then I waited for the sherriff to arrive, once at my home we went together to thehouse where we had seen the boy and the dog. A man was standing on the front porch with a broom sweeping water about... even the sherriff could spot the lingering blood stains being washed away. I told him that his dog had just come in to my back yard and fought with my dogs, He looked me coldly in the face and said "We aint got no dog" On my insistance the sherriff went throught the house and yard, finding only scars on a tree where "something" had been chained up. Zero other sign the dog had ever lived there. Making a note of my complaint , the deputy tried to explain without proof they had a dog there was nothing they could do. The homes to either side of this house were snow bird homes so empty at this time of the year. Frustrated I returned to my home . Once home I check Zion and Nemo, Zi had a bite on his upper arm , a simple puncture wound, Nemo a few stratches. Now to wait to hear how Kota was ...
After a 2 hour surgery , 48 exterior stitches and 2-3 insde for each outside stitch he was resting . David was able to mend the damage of this nearly scalped Ridgeback.
That evening I was manic high, unable to settle , fears about what could have happened had that been the kids in the yard? Suddenly BSL did not seem so far fetched. I friend who works the animal shelter called me, saying Bonita it has been a long hard day. I agreed, she went on to tell me about the number of pups and cats turned in that day , normally I am able to sympathize but still in shock I could only mumble monosylabic responses. "To top it off" she said " There must be a new dog fighting ring in the area" I choked out a "Why?" "Some Moron threw a pit out of the truck down by the dump box, it was so badly savaged we had to euth it straight away. The director is really upset she has never seen wounds this bad, if they hadn't had found him he would have bled out soon" I heard myself ask"Was it a grey brindle? " "yes?" she said with an obvious question attatched, I explained what had happed in my yard, how my dog was simply defending himself and the puppy. I did not expect to hear the relief in her voice when she said" Thank God , we were afraid some had built a killer pit !" My friend has met my dogs many times and knows the personality of each. She later explained to the shelter director had tried to help me track the family involvement with this dog , we both were unable to prove ownership, the dog had never been to a local vet, was not on the lease and the family still relatively new to the neighborhood.
Kota is healing beautifully physically but what was once an unbreakable bond between he and Zion was gone. The behavorist I spoke with said he may not have been sure if Zi was helping or joining the pit. They still give each other the evil eye from time to time. So no more wild playing in the yard and house. Calling his Mom was once ot the worse things I have ever had to do. She trusted me to keep the boy safe from harm and I had failed. Ranee would not allow me to accept the blame but that does not lift it from my shoulders. 27 years in Ridgebacks and now a second fight.
When we go the the Rodeo this year we will have to leave Zion home. Too much going on for two males who no longer trust the other. Kota, Nemo , Dreamer and Caine will all be the focus of high training the rest of the month and until we leave for the Rodeo. My dream is to get the ATTS on the 3 older dogs and a CGC on Nemo...
BTW the family vacated the house a week after the fight....