Pancho

My life started back in the summer of 1997. I was born to a single mom of 20 kids in the war zone of Albuquerque New Mexico. The humans were not nice to me there and tried to make me a mean puppy. I did not want to hurt anyone so I planned my escape. I fled my first human by escaping under the fence. Luckily at the time I was small so I was able to get under the fence. Shortly on my journey I got lost and was fortunately found by another human who also had a pit bull. They were unable to keep me so they gave me to my current humans. I now reside in a three bedroom house with a large backyard. Life has been okay since then, I live the average life of daily massages, constant love and kisses. Sometimes my human forgets to walk me but I usually get over it while lounging on one of my three beds with pillows.