Score! And Pitties.

I have been looking for a way to place my plants in front of the sliding glass door during their winter hibernation for a couple of years.  Right now, I have a dandy little chest with 'flaps' that seems to be handmade (picked up for a song at my favorite estate sale place three years ago) that has been standing in.  However, it has limited flat space and blocks most of the light on one side of the door.  Yesterday morning I happened to open one of my weekly Freecycle emails and VOILA!  There it was.  Of course, I didn't hold out much hope, as I figured it had been posted for a while.  I replied to the post, he sent a pic, I got dibs on it and off I went to fetch it.  It is perfect!

I'll sand and restain it to make sure it lasts, but it is a sturdy thing.  It's now showcasing my Mosquito Geranium.  Aren't those dahlias in the back to die for?!?  I was walking into HomeAwayFromHome Depot a couple of days ago and saw a woman with three in her cart - I demanded asked her nicely where she had found them and then made a beeline for the perennials.  Just in time, too, as I passed four more people with cartfuls!

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Now, on the subject of Pitties.  A week ago, a favorite egg customer of mine came down to get eggs.  This person and his wife are also friends, and I am very fond of both of them.  They are also truly animal lovers.  He came in the door and, of course, was awash in a wave of wagging tails and lots of wiggling.  He gushed all over Scrappy but seemed to keep his distance from Lovey.

"She looks like a Pit Bull," he said.

No shit, Sherlock, I thought.  (Pardon the language but I am still a bit hot about it).

He was very cool towards her - no matter how hard she wiggled and wagged.  I did point out that Scrappy, himself, is part Pittie.  I wanted to also point out that their own dog is of a breed that is notoriously aggressive.  Of course, she is a giant cream puff.

I know that Pitties have a bad rep.  And some of them deserve it - although, is it any wonder when they have known nothing but cruelty and meanness, and are awarded only for aggression?  I place the blame squarely on the human element.  Lovey and her brother (they think they are Pittie/American Bull Dog mixes - given her adorable wrinkly muzzle) were, apparently, abused and neglected - dropped in the woods as puppies with horrible cases of mange, infections, you name it.  Yet, after such cruel treatment at the hands of the humans they had known, they show only love and forgiveness.  In my limited experience with Pitties, I find them funny, quirky, intelligent, and very, very loving.  I think it's a bad practice to use the same brush to paint an entire breed.  Or an entire race of people, for that matter.

So, the next time some idjut tries to paint my Pitties with the mean brush, I will just hug them tighter.