Her name is Jezebel and she is a pure bred blue pit bull.
As you all know, my old man dog Taz passed away fairly recently. The day he did, I was out working with Karyn and her horses at Doug's house to help ease my mind. Doug's neighbor Patty was over visiting and she informed me that her gorgeous pair of blue pit bulls had just had a litter and that I should come over and get some dog therapy. So... I did. I can never resist a pit bull, a blue especially. Make it a puppy and you have a recipe for one happy Taryn.
As I entered the house, I was greeted by the parents, Debo and Lilly. These pits were big, muscular, and so very sweet. I sat down on the floor and proceeded to let Debo give me as much love as he wanted to... which was a LOT. And then I focused on the puppies. They were all equally adorable but one caught my attention in particular. She was the biggest out of the litter and she had a white collar marking around her neck, white socks, and a tiny little white tip on her tail. I jokingly said I should take her... and thats how I got into this mess.
After watching them grow for the next 8 weeks and debating damn near daily, I ended up with this baby blue. And thanks to my very very dear friend, I did not have to provide a single thing to get her or to care for her.
She is huge for 8 weeks old! Her lines of course are what makes that happen... she is razors edge and gotti if I'm not mistaken. And she is in the process of being papered to prove it all which surprisingly enough makes me really happy. Her chest is very broad, she already has the faint tracings of rippling little muscles and ohmygawd her feet are massive. She is also ridiculously smart. Its kinda scary. Her first night home, she barely made a peep unless she needed to go to the bathroom... and in three days, she has only piddled on the carpet twice. She has now adjusted to using her puppy pads or just whining a bit until we take her outside. She also will try like hell to go poop in her spot even if she doesn't have to just to hear us tell her she is a good girl.
She understands a firm "NO" already and adheres to it. She only chews on her own toys. She goes into her kennel willingly to lay down. Oh and she is a firm believer in making your lap her bed. She is so unbelievably lovable and pretty gentle with her teeth for the most part... I mean, they're needle sharp and she LOVES to play, but she tries not to hurt you. I gotta give her that. And she is not scared of anything! She is totally an alpha dog.
Her little bark is precious (and hysterical) and my heart melts when she comes hauling ass towards me. Her immediate devotion to Travis and I is amazing too. She is such a little goofball that I can't help but laugh at her antics even when I'm feeling down... and when I broke down and bawled my heart out last night, she came running across the room, got right into my lap and fretted over me until I stopped.
So, in short, we are completely blessed to have her. She fit right in like she has always been there and I can't wait to see how gorgeous and intelligent this little blue gets as she grows. <3
