One Thing That Always Gets Me Riled Are People Who Want Pitbulls And Mastiffs Banned.

One thing that always gets me riled are people who want pitbulls and mastiffs banned.

They go on and on, spreading misinformation about a variety of dog breeds, have little knowledge about more infamously stronger dog breeds like the Kangal, and straight up fabricate stories about pitbull dog attacks.

It's been proven multiple times that a pitbull is no more dangerous than a German Shepherd.

As someone who has real dog mauling scars on my back (from a husky), blaming dog aggression on a random breed is doing no body any help.

Maybe we should take all that hateful energy against pitbulls and use to educate people on dog safety, the importance of socializing our dogs, and rescue rehabilitation.

Or keep making life difficult for dog owners who happen to have sweet babies who happen to be pitbulls

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I admire how, unlike other internet celebrities, your fans' toxicity is directed at you and not to the general public. Truly the opposite of swifties

Kinda like a self-eating snake. These fuckers want my blood.

Drabble with my OC's; boy is caught by abusive man.

Content: abusive parent, yelling, hiding, caught, conditioned whumpee

"Chase?"

Chase scrambled away from the front door toward the back of the stairs, pressing himself into the gap with the rest of the stuff Merc hoarded. He froze as Merc opened the door.

"Chase. Get out here right now!" The man's voice boomed loud enough to be heard outside the house. Maybe he couldn't see Chase.

The boy's hopes were dashed as his father stepped toward him and he stiffened.

Merc's hand caught him by the back of the shirt and yanked him out of his hiding spot.

"I'm sorry sir," was all Chase could whimper as he was dragged backward.

"Oh, you think you can talk back?" Merc shook him. "You think you can hide from me? You've got another thing coming."

He grabbed the metal bottle off the kitchen counter, throwing Chase into the water containers to the side as he clubbed the bottle.

Chase cringed down between his arms, flexing his back for the beating.

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