City: Little Rock, Arkansas
Favorite things: Loves his stuffing free squeaker toys, his scooby snacks, sleeping, playing with other dogs at doggie day care and people.
Brody’s story, as told by his person Kenny:
I had wanted a dog for the longest time; I knew I truly loved animals. I’m the guy who runs out in the street to save a dog, the guy who calls the police when I see a dog in a hot car, the guy who cringes when he sees a dog chained up outside, and a guy who always got upset at the amount of bad media dogs got on TV, especially pit bulls. I felt this couldn’t be how these dogs really were, and being up for any challenge, I knew this was the breed I wanted. I looked long and hard, and found a breeder that had three generations of pit bulls on his property and encouraged me to come see them. Keep in mind at this time I knew nothing about backyard breeders, death row dogs or any of the number of ways to save animals. I was just a guy who wanted a dog. I drove down and saw the bloodline, and they were the friendliest dogs I had ever seen. The breeder taught me about the breed, and even made me sign a contract that would allow him to stop by unannounced to check on the dog, and remove him from me if he felt the dog was mistreated.
July 11, 2002 – The day my life changed forever. I was over at the breeder’s house watching the pups being born. I had never witnessed this and was in awe. It was an amazing site, and I wanted to learn more about animals. Then I saw this tiny little brown mass come into this world and realized he was a lot smaller than the rest. I was told he was a runt, and that he was going to have a tougher time in life. Well, like I said before, I love to challenge myself. I knew right then and there that I wanted that puppy, and that’s how Brody came into my life. I ended up taking Brody home before he was supposed to be separated from his momma because he was having issues, and the breeder was concerned. I fed this little man with an eye dropper, and he became my life. Brody would sleep in the bed with me, next to my chest and never needed for anything. I knew that this was what was missing. As Brody grew up I was more and more amazed at how this dog could say things with just a look. How could this breed be involved in so much negativity? I needed to find out more, so I started taking my dog everywhere from a young age. Brody was around all breeds of animals and types of people since he was old enough to walk on his own, and I learned that how they act is based on how you raised them. I had to do something to speak for these dogs, people needed to see what I saw. They had to know that all pit bulls are not evil.
Jan 2004 – I never even heard of BSL before Brody, but found out about it quickly. I’m in the Army, and the chance came up to go to Germany. I had always wanted to go, but was told that I would have to give up Brody in order to do so. This was a lifelong dream, and I went home to think about it. I was sitting on the couch when Brody walked over, jumped on the couch, put his head in my lap and looked at me as if to say, “It’s ok daddy, I understand.” I am man enough to admit that I lost it. I was not giving up my dog for some stupid law, and I was willing to give up my career for the love I had for this animal. I turned down the move, and my boss at the time was understanding and helped me get stationed in Ft. Leavenworth, Kansas, where there were no BSL laws. Kansas was great, we found a doggie daycare for Brody so he could play all day while my wife and I were working, and we even fought and won when the county tried to pass BSL.
June 2011 – We are now in Little Rock. Brody is getting up there in years. He’ll be 9 next month, but don’t tell him that. I think he still thinks he’s a puppy. That could be because I had him neutered before he ever had testosterone in his body. He’s been acting like a puppy his whole life. I’ve recently found Twitter, and realized I found another podium for me to speak about the bully breeds. I even have a few celebrities following me because they believe in what I do. We’ll be moving again soon, but like we always do we will check the area and make sure they allow Brody’s breed. We’ll check for a good yard, but only for him to play in. Brody is an inside dog and still sleeps under the covers next to me every night. I don’t know if I will ever be able to own another dog, none will ever compare to Brody. I made this dog a promise that I intend to keep. I promised him that I will always fight for his breed, and I promised him that the world would always know about the kindest dog I have ever known. I was the first thing Brody saw when he opened his eyes almost 9 years ago, and if I can help it, I will be the last thing he sees when he closes his eyes forever.