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About Me

I'm a 21 year old mother of two girls named Dixie and Lola. Dixie is my Lab and Lola is my Pit Bull. I am a big supporter of rescuing the animals that are forgotten. I speak for those that cannot. Here is my story...

One day as my husband and I were riding around we stumbled upon an old Confederate church in Ashville, Alabama. We thought it would be interesting to head to the graveyard to check out some of the old head stones of these soilders. Little did we know as we came to a stop that a little black puppy would greet us with her barking and growling. My husband and I the animal lovers that we are tried to catch her. After many failed attempts we left her alone in the bushes growling and walked across the street to continue our exploring. She slowly came out and followed us barking. It went from 50 feet to 40 to 30 and so forth. Until finally she came up to sniff my husbands hand. We slowly sat down in the mud and she laid her head into his lap and just grunted as loudly as possible. I took off my jacket in 30 degree weather and wrapped her up as we went to our truck. I begin to notice she was emaciated and fur was missing everywhere. We stopped off at a store and my husband bought some Gravy Train since we didn't have enough money for anything else and headed up the road to our apartment. We took her in the bathroom with her still in my arms and my husband poured her some food. She leaped from my arms crying out for something to eat. She then got a bath and we inspected her. After that she jumped on my pillows soaking wet and went to sleep. I looked through her fur and noticed she had some type of bacterial infection on her tail and we rushed her to the vet. We found out she was 3 months old, a Labrador, and she got her shots and some much needed medication. We debated on keeping her but then realized that black dogs are the first to be put to sleep. So we kept her. That night we and as I say we, I mean all three of us had BBQ. With the sour cream cup stuck to her nose as we looked away for a second, my husband and I fell in love. With much needed love and patience and many early mornings with her she became MY baby. We named her Dixie because of the Confederate graveyard she was in. She took to that name instantly. She now is 80 pounds of love and joy.

My Pit Bull Lola came a year later. My husband was working at a recycling company and noticed a little black creature wiggling at everyone. As worker after worker snubbed her muddy wiggling self my husband gave her affection. She stayed with him the whole work day. Then his boss came out and screamed if no one gets rid of this dog then he would shoot her right on the spot. My husband told him he would take her. He brought that filthy little puppy home. I cleaned her up, got the 60 something ticks off of her and out of her ears. We quickly learned from her actions she was a bait dog. The area she came from was known for Pit Bull fighting and Lola was covered in scars and terrified of human contact. She had a hard look on her face for many months until finally she learned that we were safe. That we loved her. We decided to keep her that night. She was also 3 months old. Dixie became jealous but eventually learned to like her since she was a buddy to roam the house with, tear the house up, and someone to play with.

Those are my girls. I also have two cats but they are a different story. All in all I have a small zoo in my house with four crazy animals who I would do anything for.

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  • Member Title Puppy Black Lab
  • Age 28 years old
  • Birthday October 31, 1989
  • Gender
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  • Location
    Leeds, Alabama

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