Yesterday was the Takoma Park Street Festival, and I thought it would be a great chance to bring Sandy out to meet some potential adopters.
This is the annual hippie-fest that allows all of us in the "Berkeley of the East Coast" to feel like we're back on the West Coast again.
Tie-dye T-shirts, locally made crafts, falafel galore, kids, and dogs.
Usually there's a rescue group with some adoptable dogs, but this time Sandy and I had a one-dog adoption event all our own.
Everyone wanted to pet the little pittie puppy with the homemade orange Adopt Me Vest. Fortunately, the feeling was very mutual.
The nicest thing was that the vast majority of people loved her and we heard a chorus of "awwwww" almost everywhere we went.
More than a handful of people told me that pit bulls are the best dogs, the most friendly, the most loving, and lamented the popular and media misconception that they are otherwise.
We only came across one man who asked if she was a pit bull, and when I confirmed that she was, said he didn't want her too close to his daughter. I tried to do a bit of reeducation, but he was sure he knew what he was talking about and that pit bulls are bred to "turn on their owners" and "fight and kill."
Happily, a short time later another young family helped me do the best sort of reeducation right in front of this man.
We showed HIM a thing or two, now didn't we?
A street festival is a huge amount of stimulation for a dog, and certainly too much for some dogs. I was so proud that despite all the sounds, smells, people, and other dogs, Sandy was still uniformly happy to greet and be greeted, and even gave a nice sit to people who asked for one.
It makes me sad that there is still anyone out there who believes all the irresponsible negativity that's been spread about this breed. I am just glad that Sandy is as committed as I am to dispelling those stereotypes, and is a better spokesperson than I could ever be.