My current view, they all need to be shot. Period
As a kid growing up my Grandpa had Pitts, but they were not allowed near the house. They lived at the barn, period. One came to the house it got a whipping. Second time shot. They were trained to move cattle up chutes and into trucks. Don't care how mean a Bull was three of those dogs work him over and he jumped into the truck. They also killed any stray dog that came onto the property. That was their job and they knew it. If us kids were going to the barn, my Grandpa would lock the Pitts in a stall, he did not trust them around kids.
I was working one night at Ft Wainwright. Two Pitts lived next door to the apt where I was working. The owner was not home, and the dogs were upset I was there. The dogs tore through the wall, sheet rock and wood lathe, to get to me. I climbed up on the pipes in the ceiling. Dogs could not reach me, but they were trying. I called the Alarm Room at the Fire Dept, who was also the 911 dispatcher. He called the MPs. When the MPs opened the door, the dogs went after them. One shotgun blast took care of the problem. A week later MPs caught a Pitt running loose. They put it in the back of their Full Size Chevy Blazer. The dog tore down the barrier between the back area and the front seat. The dog then continued to tear up all the upholstery, the dash, and door covering. The dog litterly distroyed the inside of the vehicle. Post Commander banned Pitts from Post. Gave all owners one week to get rid of dogs or move off post.
One afternoon I went to the grocery store in North Pole. As I came out, there was a Pitt in a new Chevy Pick-up that was parked next to my truck, right in front of the store exit door. As I was getting into my truck I could tell the dog was staring at me, and I could hear him growling. After I got into my truck, I turned and made eye contact with the dog. We stared at each other for maybe 3 seconds, then the dog came unglued. The dog hit the window, then went to digging with it's front feet and tore the door panel off. Then I saw pieces of the seat flying, as it was trying to push the door open. Other people walking by looked in from the drivers side, drawn by the commotion. The dog went after them on that side. Again tearing up the door panel and seat. I backed out of my space and the dog was back on my side of the Chevy. As I drove away here came the owner running out. The dog hit the window trying to get to the owner. The owner backed up and left the door closed. I parked and walked back telling the owner what had happened. No one had been teasing the dog, or bothering him. I had just got into my truck, and apparently he did not like me being so close. Just when it looked like the dog was settling down someone would walk out of the store and he went off all over again. The interior of that new truck was totally destroyed. I left, later I heard the owner had someone drag the truck away from the store, so the dog would settle down. Saw that dog a few weeks later chained to a tree in the yard of a house we suspected of being a crack house. One day as I was leaving and driving by the house I saw the dog running down the street dragging the chain. I called 911 and reported it. They asked me to follow the dog and let animal control know where it went. I followed it down the street about two blocks. It went up a drive, fatal mistake on his part. Property owner stepped out with a 12ga, end of story.
