“I stopped at a rest area in Mississippi, heard noises coming from around back, and immediately knew what was going on. It's an unmistakable sound: guys were fighting dogs back there, about 15 of them. I saw this little puppy with a logger chain around her neck, and I asked the guy, ‘What are y’all going to do with that puppy over there?’ She was little bitty, not even four months old, with this big ole head. He said, ‘We’re going to use her for a bait dog.’ That’s where they just throw her in the pit with the other dogs, kind of like practice, and she gets torn up or killed. I gave the guy fifty bucks and said, ‘I’ll take her with me. I’ve got a friend who wants a dog.’ She crawled up beside me in the truck and has been with me ever since. They had already cropped her ears---just cut them off with pruning shears---and they would have cut her tail off too, but I got to her before they did. She wears something on her head when we go out because her ears are so short that the wind gets to them, and she gets bad ear infections. When I take her out, I usually put funny hats on her or one of her pink shirts because a lot of people are afraid of her breed, but she's sweet and gentle. I don’t want them to be scared of her. We’ll walk around and kids get to pet her and see that she’s good."