The Peoples Puppy

Hi my name is Raymond and at aged just eight weeks i was labelled a dog of death, not because of anything i had done (im a good boy) but because of how i will look when im big. I was bought by reporters  see who wanted to splash me all over their pages i thought id be famous i didnt know it could put my life in danger.

i was born in the big city in England, Marylebone they called it, my breeder said i was bred to fight, but i dont want to fight i want to play and play and play.

In the newspaper that week i was referred to as an angelic pitbull puppy banned because i will grow up to be a killer. How can they say that, im a baby they dont know the love i have to give , the undying loyalty, in fact they dont know me at all.

Look at this face, do i look like a killer?      

 Now i have been 'rescued' but from what, from my breeder who wanted me to fight, from the press who have labelled me a killer, or from the law that says i should not have been born for fear of what i may do. So i am now publishing my diary to prove to the world that my kind should not be persecuted, that we are just like any other breed of dog given the love that we crave, it is the people we live with who shape our future and who make us what we are. 

And i am going to be a credit to those who have put their faith in me like i said im a good boy

                                                                     Love Raymond xx