On March 21, 2008 our dog’s fate was sealed and my life was just weeks away from changing… forever. Four years ago today was the day Ella was brought into Brooklyn Animal Care & Control, a high-kill shelter in New York City, after someone had caused her severe physical harm: both of her front legs were broken.
She was rescued by an animal welfare organization, we went to meet her, took her home and the rest was history. Actually, I lie. “The rest” was at times extremely stressful and challenging, the details of which are outlined in her blog. But adopting Ella taught me so much and opened the door to my passion for rescuing animals, specifically pit bulls.
There is so much about this breed of dog that tugs at my heart strings. For starters, they are grossly misunderstood. There is no other breed who responds to the human/dog relationship like pit bulls do. This is one insight into the fighting dynamic they suffer. But it is also the reason they are able to recover from insane cruelty. I am inspired by my dog, and by others like her. Happy Re-birthday Stinky Mama!
I'm a lover. Not a fighter.