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<\/figure>\n\n\n\nIf you\u2019re thinking of getting a dog, please consider adopting a rescue. Because one day, they might just rescue you too.<\/p>\n
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It was just another Thursday night. I was sitting in my garage, leaning back in my old chair, cigarette in hand. A horrible habit, I know, but sometimes the quiet and the nicotine were the only things that helped me unwind after a long day. The night was still, the distant hum of traffic barely reaching my ears.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then it happened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Four young men\u2014faces shadowed under hoodies\u2014rushed me. I barely had time to react before fists landed on my ribs, my jaw snapping to the side from the impact. My cigarette fell to the ground as they pinned me against the cold concrete floor, demanding my car keys.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I coughed, spitting blood onto the pavement. \u201cKeys are inside,\u201d I gasped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That was their mistake.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They stormed into my house, thinking they had won. But what they didn\u2019t know\u2014what they couldn\u2019t have possibly prepared for\u2014were my two 280-pound Pit Bulls.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Unwanted rescues.
Sweethearts to me.
But warriors when it mattered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The moment those punks stepped inside, a deep, menacing growl shook the walls. Then came the thunderous sound of paws against hardwood. Before the intruders could react, my beautiful babies charged.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The yells, the crashes\u2014I didn\u2019t even need to see it. I just knew.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Seconds later, the same men who had walked in so cocky came stumbling out, fear plastered on their faces. One tripped over himself trying to escape. Another screamed as my biggest boy, Titan, lunged and snapped his powerful jaws just inches from his arm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They ran.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Fast.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And my dogs\u2014my rescues, my family\u2014stood over me as I lay on the garage floor, their warm breath washing over my bruised face. They nudged me gently, whimpering, checking to see if I was okay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They had protected me without hesitation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I wrapped my arms around them, feeling their steady, strong hearts beating against mine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
People call Pit Bulls dangerous. Unwanted. Irredeemable. But tonight, these \u201cunwanted\u201d dogs saved my life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n If you\u2019re thinking of getting a dog, please consider adopting a rescue. Because one day, they might just rescue you too.<\/p>\n<\/figure>\n\n\n\n\n\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n