We used to have this awesome dog named Rocky. Unfortunately he passed away (he ate one of his TOYS! and totally died from it). He was only 3 years old, and he was truly the best. Yes, he was a pit bull. I know there's a lot of controversy around having a pit bull as a pet, but despite what the media says - they're AWESOME pets. They're lovable and cuddly and they think that they're big babies. Of course, you hear about all these pit bull attacks and unfortunately that's due to poor ownership - which sucks for the good owners because the breed is slowly becoming banned everywhere.
ANYWAY - I've been sorta distracted lately and blogging has been difficult because my sister is here and I haven't been really doing anything worth a damn. So I'm feeling unmotivated. When I was looking through my old pictures on flickr, I noticed I had a ton of pictures of Rocky stuck deep down in there. So, it got me thinking about him and how I probably could never have another dog as good as him... and if I ever did get a dog again, I don't think I'd even get a pit bull. Even though I love them as pets, IT IS SO HARD TO FIND A DECENT PLACE WITH A PIT BULL. Not only that, but people automatically judge you/your dog just for having/being a pit bull. If I got another dog (which I doubt because I have a kid and the thought of walking it and cleaning up after it totally turns me off), I'd get a boston terrier or a bulldog.
GOD I'M LITERALLY BORING MYSELF TO DEATH. OOOO! PICTURES!