I was terrified of Pit Bulls as a kid until I met one. I went to spend a three day weekend with a friend at her aunt’s house in the country and they had a Pit Bull… That dog followed me around everywhere the whole weekend being the most adorable creature I’d ever seen in my life. It sat beside me where I sat, slept by the foot of my bed and showered me with love at every given opportunity. Me: a total stranger. I watched that dog take the playful, yet infuriating, abuse of cats, smaller adult dogs and puppies with a calm most human beings are incapable of.
I came home with a changed mind.
There are no bad dogs, only bad owners.