In a drug filled neighborhood there was a baby Pitbull who is name is Roscoe. He has sat in a shelter since he was born and doesn't know the difference between a metal cage in a soft fluffy couch. Then his new owner Jason came along. But before that his mother was a abandon pit bull living on the side of the road with minimal food and a bunch of babies we're do in a couple of weeks. Her earlier owner died of a shooting a drug shooting in he left the dog in the house his family didn't care about the dog so the dog was just left and finally the dog broke out and roam free. Until the shelter caught the dog and found out she had babies. Their Were five in total of puppy's two girls and three boys. When the puppy where ready to be sold by the shelter Roscoe was the last one he was silver and had a white white blobs on his chest. Finally this young man came and got him. Roscoe thought he was a really good man until he hooked a big big chain on his neck. Had nowhere to go he couldn't go anywhere he wished that he could just be back in that kennel. his owner Jason didn't even love him, Jason barely gave home any food never mind gave he almost never gave him water. A bunch of other dogs that were older and were to beat up to fight Roscoe saw their with wounds on their body and their tails in their ears and they were cut off and Roscoe got really scared he didn't even have a place to be sheltered if there was any rain or any snow or if it was really hot he would have nowhere to go
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Pit bull
Non-FictionLife of a pit bull from puppy hood adult hood and dealing with abuse