I used to be terrified of pitties. As early as 2002 I would cross the street if I saw one. Then something happend. I watched an episode of Animal Precinct. This pittie was minutes away from death from starvation. As the officers pulled off his blanket he wagged his tail. I felt like someone had hit me in the chest with a sledge hammer. I could not figure why this poor baby would do this being that he was starved to death.
Anyway, to make a long story short...I had a job that I had computer access to 8 hours a day. I went to every website possible to study the breed and it's character. I still surf pittie websites and am constantly on PBRC and Badrap.
I can now not picture my life without my bullies. They are always happy to see me and even when I just look at them they wiggle all over. I am always trying to educate those who think they way I used to.
I think the hardest part of bully ownership/friendship is the constant need to defend your babies. Living with dog aggression is a challenge but I have learned to regulate them and keep the peace. Their body language was difficult to learn too since they don't act like other dogs when it's time to rumble. Hell I even learned how to safely use a breaking stick.
Thanks for letting me tell my story and I'm glad I found this board. I am looking foward to learning more from you guys. Thanks to Idog I have learned alot but I need a pittie specific board since there are so few of us bully lovers on I dog.
thats a great story i'm so glad that you changed your mind about the breed. 
) But I watched a program on Animal Planet called Adoption Tales. There was the story of this heartbreakingly sweet pit bull named Carla. I absolutely FELL IN LOVE! I wanted Carla myself! But she was happily being adopted by a lovely couple...the woman was as sweet as Carla was herself...what a perfect match. But I've stayed in love ever since. Now I have my beautiful Saint Camilla and already she is making people notice what a sweetie she is. When she was tiny (and had fans everywhere we went) I would watch people draw back, startled, when I said she was a pit bull. Then they would look into her sweet face and be unable to resist loving on her some more. My vet was a little uneasy with the idea of her being a pit bull at first. But he told me when she was there to be spayed what a treasure she was and how the entire staff had fallen in love with her. Yes, indeed, she's a saint on her own little mission.