Pitbulls: Ups and Downs
This is the text of a speech I gave in Toastmasters this morning. Stop me if you heard this own before: There are two types of people in the world…I’m sure you’ve heard speakers make that pronouncement before. . I think there are two types of people in the world: those who think there are two types of people in the world and those who know things aren’t that simple. However, if I had to separate people, I’d do it this way: there are dog people and cat people. Don’t worry, I’m not here to tease or insult cat people. They have enough problems, bless their hearts. I’m here to talk about dogs, or really, one specific dog, mine. I own—or I should say my husband owns and I take care of—a brindle Staffordshire pitbull terrier. Because we don’t really know our dog’s origins, we call her a pitbull mix. Yes. A pit bull. That word, I have learned, strikes fear in the hearts of some, and fierce devotion in the hearts of others. I’d like to address the ups and downs