It didn’t start with hitting the dog

Such is the life of the stray that found his way into my daughters life. I like that she has a soft spot for lost and abandoned animals, but sadly, her boyfriend doesn’t feel the same way.
He was told that you must first “break” your new Pitt Bull by hitting it.
**What the hell!**
It’s only a matter of time before he starts to hit his girlfriend and/or his daughter.
Off his “medication” he is worse, but only by a slight margin. **And yes, he is off his medication**
It is only a matter of time before the police are called AGAIN to a domestic dispute at their house. The first time, being when they still lived here, before the dog. Sadly with the dog, it is only getting worse and worse. No the dog is not the catalyst, just an innocent involvement.
The parting of ways is the ultimate outcome, it’s just a matter of time.
**I hope it won’t be too late**

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About Kenneth T.

My blog, My way Welcome to a little piece of my life. Here you will find things concerning my everyday experiences and or my thoughts on everyday happenings. For instance you may find thoughts of my Farmstead, which is as my wife calls it, our Accidental Farming life. Perhaps on a whim, I might just jump on a soap box about what's going on with my crazy family (the immediate one, that is).~You don't need to put a penny in the coin slot for any commentary there~ You may find, new additions to what I call "Hobby-time". Ahh yes, my hobby... I make pinback buttons (some call them badges). Sorry for the shameful plug ;-) *** And then there is the outside the box or "Offtrack" thinking, part of me. Which can be anything else from aliens to the zoology of the Loch Ness monster, but will probably be more mundane as health concerns, for instance, to vaccinate or not. Is the Earth Flat or is it Hollow? Is there a dome? Is any of it real? Do you really want to know? Police brutality and the continuing corruption of established government, Big Business, Big Oil, Big Brother. Can we survive? Should we survive? The coming montrary collapse. There is so much going on, more then we see outside our windows.
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