Bob Was A Pit Bull.

Bob was a Pit Bull. He was my best friend.
Dad brought him home when he was twelve weeks old.
He came from a list of Grand Champions.
His daddy used to win a lot of shows.

As Bob grew older some neighbors got scared. They said Bob would bite someone.
My friends all play with Bob. When he grabs their pants leg, they don’t care. They know he is just having fun.
I like to take him for walks and train him with treats and at night he lays on the covers, right at my feet.

Bob stays in his crate while I am at school. That is dad and momma’s rule.
Daddy said not to ever let him run loose and momma never forgot about Bob eating her shoes.
The man on TV said all the Pit Bulls had to leave.
He wanted to take them all and have them put to sleep.

He said a little boy was killed by a Pit Bull tied up in his neighbor's backyard and that all Pit Bulls are mean
If that Pit Bull was tied up, maybe his life was hard and he didn’t have anyone to love him like Bob has me.


Every day after school we like to play and we have a lot of fun.
People said he would turn on me, but Bob didn’t want to hurt anyone.
He could climb a tree and hang there all day
He likes to chase me around the yard, I even taught him to sit and stay.
Please God, why did you let them take Bob away.


They passed some kind of law in my town called BSL, because they believe a Pit Bull is bred to attack.
Bob never hurt anyone; but, Dad said, Bob may have to leave and never come back.
We can’t afford to move, because of his job and the money.
Momma gave me a hug and cried and said I'm sorry honey.

I ran to my room with Bob at my heels. I had made a promise to him as a pup; I would love him for years.
As I lay crying on my bed, Bob kissed away the tears.
Then the day came, they took him away.
I vowed then and there, he would never be replaced.

Dad and Mom said they would get me a new dog. One not deemed vicious, by some stupid law.
I told them, no dog could make up for Bob! Why did they listen to that man on TV?
Bob was a gentle friend, who would not hurt a flea. That man was wrong! Bob would never turn on me!

They said because of mean and cruel people, all Pit Bulls like Bob, must go to jail where they are given a shot to put them to sleep.
Than an Angel would come and take them to heaven for God to keep.
I cried all night, for the loss of my best friend.
How could the man on TV be so heartless to small kids like me?
I know in my heart Bob is now gone. I feel him watching and waiting to be by my side. In my heart, Bob will always live on.


Mr. Bryant, the man on TV, never once met Bob. How could he know what would happen?
I was never mean or cruel to Bob and I loved him so very much!
How could he kill a good dog like Bob and still have the stomach to go eat his lunch.
He has made many dogs like Bob be abandoned or die! He can’t see the real problem! Can someone tell me why?

It's not kids or people like me, who take their dog to training school,
or the ones who use dogs like Bob, for search and rescues.
It's people who torture them, starve them, beat them, that’s what must end!
They are the reason my dog is dead Mr. Bryant; But, instead, you killed my best friend!

Just because some people don’t look after their animals, I had to lose my one and only companion. The one I loved with all my heart.
Why don’t you go after the ones who are mean? If you want to help, that's where to start!
Stop killing innocent puppies, sending them to heavens gate.
Stop bullying the innocent. Quit throwing around your weight!
Instead do what most government people have forgotten how to do,
do the right thing, look at the truth!
Pit Bull dogs like Bob, are not the threat, for the threat lies in ignorant people like you.


By, Ryan S. Browning