Many people have a bad picture of fighting dogs. Pit bulls and other similar animals deal with a lot of prejudices. But the story of this prime specimen shows that the character of a dog is not conditional on his breed.
Greg Heynen harbored the just described prejudices against his wife’s pit bull-labrador mix (we like to call that a labrabull). Since moving in together, together with their own dogs, Zack seemed to hate him. He behaved aggressively and uneasily around him. Greg becomes especially concerned when his daughter is born. But this is his story:
“My wife and I owned two dogs that we had owned before we met and brought into the marriage. Her dog was a pit bull/labrador cross named Zack, and he hated me. When our daughter was born, I said to the wife, ‘If he so much as nips at the baby, he’s gone.’”
“We brought our daughter home in a car seat, and both dogs sniffed and licked her, tails wagging. I had to pull Zack away from her because he wouldn’t stop licking her.
Zack immediately became my daughter’s protector, and when she was lying on a blanket on the floor, he always had to have one foot on the blanket.”
“Zack loved my daughter immensely, and when she became a little older always walked her to bed, and then slept on the bed with her. He somehow knew whenever it was time to go upstairs, and he would wait at the foot of the stairs for her, and then follow her up to bed.”
“Zack was poisoned by some dirt bag neighbor kids, and we had one of the worst days of our lives. Watching my daughter say goodbye to him as he laid still on the kitchen floor, my wife and I were both sobbing."
“At 8:00 that night, my daughter walked to the stairs to go to bed. At that moment, all three of us realized what was about to happen. After 5 years, she didn’t have Zack to accompany her upstairs. She looked at her mother and me with a look of horror and panic.”
“It was at that moment that my dog, who loved my daughter dearly, but was not in Zack’s league, stood up, walked over to her, and nudged her with his head. He put his foot on the stairs, and looked up at her. They walked up to bed, with my daughter holding tightly to his neck.
“For the next 6 years, until he died, Sam waited for her by the stairs each night.”
What a touching story about a family and two dogs that have won over everyone with their love and loyalty.
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