Noelle's apology

I did a very bad thing today and it made my Mommy really mad. She came into the bedroom to cuddle me and when she sat down on the doggy bed I growled at her. She got so mad and I thought I was done living here. She yelled at me and made me get off the bed cuz it's a p..r..i..v..i...l...e...d...g...e to have a doggy couch and not a right. Then Daddy made me lay down on a pillow on the FLOOR for the evening! I knew I had messed up and tried really hard to lay down at Mommy's feet and just be a good girl. I got distracted a couple times by the kitty but when Daddy told me to lay back down I did right away.

A couple good things happened today though. I got to go for a car ride to the park and climb a big mountain. Mommy hurt her knee so we had to be really slow going back down. And then I got to go for ANOTHER car ride to go pick up my human sister from work. I love car rides more then almost anything.

But I've just had a bad day other then that. I couldn't stop being bad at all. Mommy said the growling thing was the "last straw!" in her day with me. I'm really really REALLY sorry Mommy!

From Mommy: We are trying to get Noelle into training with someone in town who is known as "The Dogman". He's supposed to be really good at dealing with problem dogs, and has retrained many dogs that were seen as untrainable. Hopefully we can figure out a way to get her in because I KNOW in my heart that Noelle is a good dog inside. I just can't seem to find the trick in getting to her when she gets into her bad behavior days. If it was all the time it would be different, but she is so unpredictable and that makes her a bit of a danger. Hope we can get the problem fixed and my sweet little girl can be known to more people then just our family! On a good note, I DID get the absolute best picture of Noelle EVER. Made me laugh so hard I cried.

Yeah, she laughed at me a lot. I don't know where my other ear went. I honesty DO have two of them!

Challenge picture

Hello Everyone! Princess Fiona here to accept this challenge. The goal is to go to the 5th folder on your computer and pick the 5th picture. I could not go to the right folder but I did go to my Mommy's "pet" folder. Unfortunately, it is not of me but of my little Sister Noelle. I remember this day very well. Mommy and Daddy had just brought this thing home and were not quite sure of how I would react yet. So they put her in a smaller fenced in area of our fenced in yard. That way I could sniff her without her being in any danger. As if she would be. Like always, I was perfect. I was not completely sure of what she was, but I knew that I could not be rough with her. As she got bigger I got a little bit rougher, but not once did I cause her to yelp or cry out in pain. She DID however get me a few times.

My Turn!!!!!

HEYYYYYYY EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm Noelle, the American Pit Bull Terrier and my Momma's baby. The "Princess" got her turn to tell you about herself, so now it's mine!

After my Momma got back from being in Canada for 10 months because of stupid immigration stuff (that's when you have to get permission to live in a different country) she decided she wanted her own little puppy to raise and love. She found a guy who was selling "Pits" and decided to go check them out. There were two different puppies that interested her, my sister and MOI (that means "me" in french) but I showed a little more attitude and won my Momma's heart. The guy who had my birth Mom told Momma that I was 6 weeks old but I really wasn't. When Momma asked when my birthday was, he told her and by doing simple math, it came out that I was only 4 weeks old!

Too young to be away from my siblings but I had already been brought to my new home by then. So Momma had to get some special milk for me to grow up big and strong. It worked, a little too well. In 4 weeks I went from being a little over 1 pound, to 10 pounds.

And then 4 weeks after that, I was 20 pounds. It started to slow down after that and now at 2 years old I am a healthy 51 pounds. Because I left my first home so early I picked up some pretty strange habits. I smile. Not like a proper dog smile but like a human. I show all my teeth and wrinkle my nose up and smile just like my Mommy does. Sometimes people think it's scary, but once they get to know me they see that it's just how I say hi to them. Speaking of people, I don't really like meeting new ones. Ya see, when I was 6 months old my Mommy and Daddy decided to get me fixed. I tried to tell them not to worry about it, that I would be a good girl and not get pregnant but they just wouldn't listen. They didn't have a lot of money so they brought me to this "Low cost" place. It was a big mistake. They were mean to me there. I don't know why. They said that I was a "bad dog" but before that I hadn't had any problems at all. They just didn't like me. After that I never trusted new people again, especially ones I met outside of my home. You never know who is a bad stranger and what they might do to you.

So now my Momma and Daddy have some problems with me. They say I have something called "fixation and fear aggression". Fixation means that when I decide I am interested in something it is very hard for me to break my concentration on it. Sometimes that gets me in trouble because I want to bully two of the cats that live with us but I really do try to be good. Fear aggression means that I don't go after people and try to bite them, but if they get too close to me I get really mean sounding and try to get away. I figure that if I show them how mean I can be they will leave me alone and not hurt me. Except it upsets my people. My Momma sometimes cries because she wants me to be a good girl, and I really do want to be, but I just can't. Not when people get too close.



At home I'm usually pretty great though. That's what my Mommy tells me anyway. I love her so much and I know she loves me too. She says that she doesn't know how she could handle life without me. I make her laugh more then anything or anyone else ever has.

I really, and I mean REALLY, like water. I love to be splashed, sprayed or to go swimming. That is my favourite thing in the whole world (other then Momma that is). I could play in the water all day and night and never need to rest. I like car rides and walks too, but nothing is more fun then going swimming or playing in the hose. I can jump REALLY high when there's water splashing.

I have a big voice but really I'm just a little girl who is scared of being hurt again. But as long as I've got my Momma close by I know she'll make sure I'm okay.