My Son Wants A Pitbull

By D. Watkins

My Son Wants A Pitbull is the story of how a boy finds an extraordinary Pitbull puppy that curbs all the neighbors negative thoughts about the breed. Jake, is a little boy that comes across the puppy and then teams up with a neighborhood friend in conjuction to hide the puppy from his parents. His parents do find out about the puppy and attempt to persuade the child that Pits are dangerous and to try another less threatening breed of dog. However, the puppy has already captured the heart of Jake and once the puppy is accepted into the household, he begins working on the hearts of others as well by shedding light on a problem that the neighborhood has had for quite some time. This is a great book that I know all ages can enjoy and it shows the more gentler side of what some people stereotype as a dangerous breed of animal.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookRix
• Release date: Feb 15, 2013
• ISBN: 9783730910573

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D. Watkins

My Son Wants A Pitbull

BookRix GmbH & Co. KG

81371 Munich

Is That A Cat?

Is that a cat? asked Jake, pointing at a small muddy creature cuddled next to a tree.

No honey, that’s a dog, an American terrier, replied Mrs. Harvey automatically, now used to the hoards of questions her 7 year old son asked all day every day.

What’s a terrier? he asked.

It is a breed of dogs, his mother replied, relieved that she was almost at the school gate. She looked down at her son, his one hand holding a solar system mobile he had made for his geography class and the other holding her hand, his brown inquisitive eyes looking at her, waiting for further explanation.

I’ll tell you all about them when you get back from school, alright? she said, kissing him on his cheek. She watched him until he entered the school gates before turning around and heading home, hoping he wouldn’t destroy somebody’s project, just like he did in his science class last month.

Jake was a good kid, he got good grades, was friendly and respectful too. But he was a bit of a meddler; it was like he liked getting into trouble. Only last week Mrs. Anderson from next door had complained that Jake had trampled all over her roses, and when his mom confronted him he claimed he was just helping out. I was coiling the water hose that was lying around in the garden, he exclaimed, I didn’t want Mrs. Anderson to fall like Mr. Hackle, the gardener. His mother didn’t know what to say, so she sent him to apologize to Mrs. Anderson. And when he returned with a half eaten muffin in his hand an hour later, she knew her 70 year old neighbor had forgiven him.