THIS STORY TOUCHED MY HEART AND I KNEW WE HAD TO TRY AND HELP. HERE’S GINGER’S STORY FROM OUR NEW FRIENDS AT VIGILANTE DOG RESCUE ~ diana

“Meet Ginger, the newest Vigilante Dog Rescue dog. Only one year old, Ginger has seen none of the good things in life- but has seen just about all of the bad. Covered in bite wounds and scars in all stages of healing, chunks missing from one ear, the other torn halfway off her head, this sweet, gentle, beautiful soul was involved in fighting- whether as bait or a match dog, we may never know. What we do know is that on top of the ear half torn from her head that will need surgically amputated if unable to heal on its own- which is not looking very likely considering the rest of her physical state and how severely malnourished she is- she has many other issues both physical and mental that are breaking our hearts- and bank- to treat. But no matter what it takes, no matter the cost both monetary and emotional, we will not turn our backs on this scared girl who has already been so horrifically victimized by mankind. Our director, Lauren, drove her out to the incredible Jeremy Burgess’ house yesterday, where her new life has just begun, and the whole way there Ginger alternated between sleeping with her head in Lauren’s lap and looking out the windows with a look on her face that could only be described as awestruck, as though she simply could not believe she was in a warm car, with gentle humans, safe and secure on a cold autumn day- rather than being harassed by free-roaming owned male dogs while she tried frantically to lick clean a fried chicken bucket as she was when Lauren came upon her. So meet Ginger, starving, in terrible shape, in need of vetting, rehab, and plain old love and protection. Meet the face of pit bulldog rescue. The victim of the darkest forms of human entertainment. The reason we rescue and the reason we fight for this most abused, misused, misunderstood, and ignorantly feared breed. Looking at Ginger, at the scars covering her throat, face, head, ears, legs, chest, and flanks, you realize who the REAL monster is. And it sure isn’t the pit bull