Showing posts with label nanny dog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nanny dog. Show all posts

Friday, October 24, 2014

Dog fighting officiando on the gentle nature of pit dogs

From Richard Stratton's book The World of the American Pit Bull Terrier, 1983.

Apparently Stratton is not familiar with the sad story of John P Colby's nephew, Bert Colby Leadbetter.  OR, Stratton is familiar and he doesn't care.










Thursday, January 26, 2012

The Utah Solution

Before Denver, before Miami, before Ohio, there was Utah.


The Salt Lake Herald, Salt Lake City, UT, August 5, 1906




The lesson of all this is that a bulldog is a dangerous brute and that not one of the animals should allowed to go unmuzzled.

The Evening Standard, Ogden, UT, May 19, 1911


Why so much attention given to the Beehive State?

Could it be a member of the PBTB Assoc lived in Ogden?

Could it be that pit breeder F.W. Matthews' curs made their way from the pit to the pram? Could it be they did not integrate well outside the of the box.


(notice the spelling of pit with two TTs)

See also
Hmmm...I thought pit bulls were the CURRENT bugaboo breed?

The Bulldog Menace

Early Equine Grippers

Friday, January 20, 2012

Nanny Dog Attacks



Handful of grapes + lacerated scalp = dirt napping gripper

The Times, August, 25, 1897

Redirected Enthusiasm



America's most enthusiastic dog gets caught up in the moment, grabs a hold of a boy's ear and won't let go until two men choke him off.

Perrysburg Journal, July 14, 1911




Lancaster Daily Intelligencer, July 22, 1885



The National Tribune, July 30, 1885




New York Tribune, August 11, 1888

Sunday, January 15, 2012

If the first lie doesn't suceed, try, try and try again.

Uh-oh, gripper screwed up again. Circle the wagons.

Assuming that you are unable to execute a successful dine and dash, First throw yourself at the mercy judge.

Tell him what a weak and pathetic loser you are. Impress the judge to take pity on you by convincing him that gripper is all that you have in the world and you will die without gripper.



Isn't your psychopathic best friend worth any last shred of decency that you might be clinging to?



IF that fails...

Start by explaining how gripper is an individual and has bad days just like everyone else.

Then blame the weather, clothing, radio waves, communism, background noise, fruits & vegetables or whatever else you can muster on the stand but if those fail....

Shamelessly lie in vain to save your gripper by blaming the 12 yr old victim. Remember, gripper would DIE (and kill) for you!

And when that doesn't work on the judge...



The only thing left to do is CRY LIKE A LITTLE GIRL!

The rolodex of excuses has expanded greatly over the last 100 years.
IDjeepgurl has honed this to a fine art.

The Washington Times, February 15, 1913

Friday, January 13, 2012

vintage pit trigger: new fangled garments

Slit skirts, slit skirt
Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirts, slit skirt
She wouldn't dare in those slit skirts, slit skirt
Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt
Pete Townsend



Girls, the split skirt is dangerous.

It may not be hard on the eyes of men, and may facilitate walking, but it is a mighty poor protection when a bulldog attacks you.

Mike Romain owns, or did own, a bulldog. It is a perfectly moral animal, but it couldn't stand the sight of Anna McMannagan's split skirt.

Miss McMannagan visited the Romain home wearing one of those new fangled garments. Romain's bulldog grabbed her by what the skirt failed to conceal and closed his jaws. As a result Anna was painfully hurt, and the dog is in the pound, awaiting death. Judge Sullivan administered the sentence, in spite of an eloquent plea by Romain.

"It was one of those new skirts that did it," wailed the owner of the dog. "Anna McMannagan comes to our house wearing one with a ventilator in the side. My dog ain't used to anything like that, so he makes a snap at Anna's–well, he snapped where there ought to have been some dress goods. But there wasn't any material–"

"Whaddye mean, there wasn't any material?" interrupted the judge after looking at the Anna.

"There wasn't any dress material, your honor," explained Romain. "So the dog just naturally bit her. Ordinarily he's gentle, just like a calf, judge."

"Sure, I get that 'like a calf' stuff," said the judge. "The dog will have to be shot."

But Miss McMannagan isn't going to wear her split skirt when there are dogs around.

FAIL: real world temperament test.
I guess Mike should have used some of gripper's favorite treats to familiarize him with split skirts.

The Day Book, Chicago, July 23, 1913




The Day Book, Chicago, May 22, 1912

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Beware of Pit Dog

A "pit" bulldog belongs to a strain of dogs which have been trained for centuries to fight each other in bloody battle to the death in a dog pit.

Around this pit, or arena inhuman humans, more brutal than the brutes that they brutalized, assembled to gratify an evil lust for blood and rejoice int he suffering and death of the wretched animals they have trained to cruelty and ferocity.

Today dog fighting is forbidden by law, but its sadism and evil blood lust still persist in various forms.

Indeed, dog fights are still held secretly in hidden cellars.

And other equally sadistic crimes against miserable animals are still perpetrated behind the closed doors of laboratories into which the public is never allowed to look.

Small wonder that pit bulldogs have inherited the ferocity of their masters, who trained them to brutality.

No pit bulldog should ever be made the companion of a child.

Parents should heed this warning.

There are plenty of dogs trained by gentleness and kindness to protect children and which will sacrifice their own lives in their loyalty to their humane masters.


Milwaukee Sentinel February 16, 1945



* so nice to see an acknowledgement of the suffering of lab animals.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

8 Bullets for Wiggle Butt: The Tragic Tale of How a Chicago Nanny Dog Failed His Real World Temperment Test



"She did not notice how the wicked little eyes, red with rage, watched her. Yvonne came nearer and stooped for the ball. With a spring like a wild animal the dog was upon her. The massive jaws closed with terrific force on the baby's head and bore her to the ground, where the brute tore at the tiny form as if mad. Despite beatings showered on it and bullets fired into its body, it clung to its prey. At the eighth bullet the infuriated animal fell lifeless, but an iron bar was necessary to pry loose the cruel white teeth from their death grip."



"The bulldog had not been regarded as vicious and always had been friendly with the children."

Richmond Planet August 26, 1905