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November 19, 2007
Sheepish in wolf's clothing.
I met my first pit bull many years ago. I was amazed that such a powerfully built dog could be so playful and affectionate. This was long before popular culture convinced us that the entire breed represents a canine sleeper cell, each animal waiting for an opportune moment to maim or kill.
Many people now regard pits with suspicion, if not downright alarm. Hard to believe they were once America's most popular dog.
I know I'm anthropomorphizing, but the pit bulls I see these days look slightly downtrodden and defensive. The head hangs low, and the eyes are full of sorrow and shame, as if the animal had internalized a lifetime of wary glances that, in turn, had metastasized into self-loathing.
Posted by Your Protagonist at November 19, 2007 10:43 PM