So I guess I will tell the whole story. I found an injured puppy along the side of the road a little over two years ago. You could see every bone in his body, and to top it off he had been tied with a string or small rope around his neck that had cut into him pretty deep. Then I guess they decided to move the rope from his neck to his paw, because his paw was almost torn completly off the bone was fully exposed. We fell in love with him immediatly. After many many trips to the vet, and dressing changes his paw healed. He had to have several toes removed but the pad on his paw came back and he was able to use his foot at maybe 75%. The vet had tried to get us to remove his leg, and many people said to put him down. We wanted to give him a chance, so thats what we named him, Chance. After nursing him back to heath it became obvious that he was an american pit bull. He had been severly abused, and neglected and put on the side of the road to die.
Fast forwarding now, the older he got the more aggressive he got. He was the sweetest dog we have ever had to my family including my one year old little girl. But if anyone came to our house, he was not stable. He still had some issues from his past as a puppy. He hated anybody that came here. We had many close calls with our family members visiting our baby. He has trapped the mail man, jumped and snapped at several people. Yesterday it happened, he bit a visitor at our house. They had been here for twenty minutes, and they were leaving. My wife and I were standing right there, we thought we had calmed him down. Then the next thing we knew he had attacked. We have been through nothing but horror ever since. After much praying and research on what to do, given the situation with what kind of dog he was and his past, and nature, we decided to put him down. The risk was just too great, we have kids come over here alot, its one thing for him to bark, but biting is different. I could have understood if he thought he was protecting us, but the lady he bit was no threat and I believe he knew that, he just did not want her here for whatever reason. Anyway I put him down myself, and buried him with his favorite toys. I am still so upset, its just not fair. I know its horrible, and its also the last thing I ever wanted to do.
I am not asking anyone to judge what we did, we just need prayers and support please. Thank you for reading and your prayers in advance.