I had an account on here, ketra, but I can't remember my password, haha!
So anyway, let me reintroduce myself and my furry family.
My name is Libby, I'm 25 years old. I share my home in New Mexico with five dogs. I first got into "pit bulls" when my girl Gypsy came into my life, over five years ago. I knew nothing about the breed and so I started doing research and look, here I am, still doing research,
. I love the breed, and I'm very passionate about them.
Now for the fun part! Doggy intros and pictures
Gypsy, five year old APBT.
Gypsy is the love of my life, my co-pilot, and my soul mate in furry form. She has been with me through many hard spots, and I honestly can't imagine my life without her! She has many health problems, several of which have started to affect her as she gets older, but we just take it one day at a time, and so far we are still living large and very happy.
Mexico, four year old mixed breed.
Mexi is my stay at home girl,
. She's a timid pup who came from the Zuni indian reservation when she was about ten weeks old. We've had our share of tough spots, but she is a very good girl and she fits in well with the pack. It wouldn't be the same without her.
Umah, two year old GSD.
I bought Umah from a breeder in Oregon when she was about five months old. I bought her as a pet/companion and as far as that goes, she has gone above and beyond. She is a wonderful dog, very intelligent and very sweet. To top it all off, we are training in Search and Rescue as well, and she is impressing me more and more every day!
Marsha, five year old mixed breed.
I adopted Marsha from the local AC a little over a year ago. My best guess on breed is Chihuahua/Shar Pei. She is a pretty moody little thing, and she has an attitude, but once she gets to know you she loves to give hugs and be a lap warmer. She has added a ton of character to my life, that is for sure!
Hoss, adult (5? 6? 7?) pit bull mix.
Hoss came into our lives just a few short months ago. My Dad found him hiding under one of his work trucks one day, torn up and very sick. He had obviously been living the life of a stray for a very, very long time. We took him in, and with the help of some very generous donations, we had him all fixed up (and neutered
) and helped him get back on his feet. The original plan for the Hoss-Man was to find him a home or a suitable rescue. Turns out, he fits in too well here! Everyone in my family adores him, and we all really want to give him the best years of his life.