The little girl, about four years old, was playing in the backyard of her suburban Florida home. She had carefully arranged her dolls for a tea party. Her mother was watching her out of the kithcen window. So intent was the child in her pretending that she sensed nothing ammis, no danger.
In the same suburb, two or three houses up the street, lived a powerful Pit Bull. Seven years old, a muscular 45 pounds, he was covered with scars from his years as a fighting dog. Retired from the pit, he lived in his new home in comfort. At time, this pit veteran would escape from his backyard, and today was just such a time.
The dog jumped up on an outdoor grill and from there he cleared the fence. As he walked down the street, he saw a movement in the girl's backyard and moved in that dierection. The child did not see him enter her yard. She didn't see him fixate on her. She didn't see the intenet look in his eye. She didn't see him when he started his charge toward her.
The child's mother saw the dog hurtling toward her daughter, but had not time to call out. The little girl looked up and saw the rapidly approaching dog. She screamed as the animal leaped toward her. The dog jumped over the little girl and landed squarely atop a large rattlesnake coiled only a few feet away.
Perhaps you had enviosoned a different view on this story, you thought the pit bull would attack and hurt or kill the girl. If you thought that, you haven't met a pit bull.
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Originally Posted by critter crazy
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