Staffy

Staffy
Staffy with an intense stare giving it a serious look as if you owe it money. It is common knowledge in Great Britain that the British Bulldog and Staffordshire Terrier bred the infamous canine. At that time, many experiments went on with dogs mating different breeds hoping their pups would have that extra ability as a fighting-dog. To breeders of dogs it was the Staffordshire Bull Terrier to trainers of fighting-dogs Pit Bull. They are two dimensions in height eighteen-inches and twenty-four inches from paw to bullhead.

Staffordshire Terrier also known as Black and Tan Terrier crossed with the British Bulldog and was developed as a fighting-dog, it carried the same name Staffordshire as the breed was bred in the black country of Staffordshire and northern parts of Birmingham.  Unlike other breeds Staffordshire Bull Terrier (nickname Staffy) is shown in a broad leather collar fitted with brass studs.  
     I am what I am of a bye-gone-age the most ferocious breed of fast-fighting-dogs ever seen. 



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Never before has there been a book length story (fiction based on facts) about the infamous breed's history, bred to be bad as a fighting-dog that was at the mercy of man's wicked way, one of a kind story of this century.

8 comments:

  1. And quite suddenly the screeching squeaking squealing is loud; their shrill cries are now in a state of high excitement. The rats’ acute sense of smell has found something special, their favorite food they crave for, delicious human flesh.

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  2. The unfortunate, a homeless beggar who’d died in his sleep was blanketed three-deep in rats, uncountable numbers were skirmishing for position to eat, a beggar’s banquet of delicious food.

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  3. Poisonous, needle pointed teeth are voraciously gorging delicious flesh, delicious organs, delicious eyes, delicious nose, delicious ears, delicious tongue, drinking and licking his delicious blood to the last delicious tiny wee-drop.

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  4. Nothing would be wasted; even his frame of bones and skull. That’s filled with juicy marrow is eaten to the last delicious crumb. The rat’s voracious appetite massed together in hundreds left no trace that the delicious beggar had ever existed in a world of delicious violence.

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  5. High above, the sky’s impish inky clouds broods over the city have resembled what looks like, an evil hideous monster. Its ugly mouth wide open black as coal appears to swallow up, all that is good and saintly below.

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  6. This is Glasgow before she had given birth to First Industrial Revolution, they say, the Empire’s second city, which has been prosperous since the Middle Ages.

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  7. In a wee room of a terrace house muscular canine stretched yawned. It looked at a bed between the walls barks to awaken its master.

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  8. Life was a methodical procedure regarding fields of progress in a city populated with thousands of closely packed solid stone buildings with walls seldom less than two feet thick, every stone hand cut to fit onto the next. There are tenements, terrace houses, one storey houses, mansions, stately homes, a behemoth Art Gallery, collection of churches, hospitals public parks, university founded in 1451 and, a great Gothic cathedral dating back to the 12th century, along with many other imposing buildings of marvel. Dominating the skyline, spires, steeples, towers, and tall chimneystacks pouring out thick smoke are. Already in production smelting ore for many quantities of bronze and iron products. That sends clouds of fumes and gases billowing up inside chimneystacks escaping to the air creating a field of fog. Only to be carried in wind over ghostly warehouses and factories that is silent. Soon workers would bring them to life.

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"BRED TO BE BAD"

Stocky and sturdy like the rock of Gibraltar

Stocky and sturdy like the rock of Gibraltar
Staffordshire Bull Terrier was built for power; it had small half prick ears their lips show no looseness, bright beady eyes on a bull-face with a serious look, solid jaw structure in a large mouth, which opened from ear to ear showing strong canine, pure white teeth, a large bullhead on a bull-neck with round shoulders, and bull-chested. That’s attached to a muscular frame with a rat like tail no fringes. Strong sturdy paws hold it upright to run faster dig deeper holes. It had to its advantage in combat smooth coat of fur close to the body. That draws tight for protection in a fight difficult for the enemy to grip. And thy master had brainwashed them since pups with the sound of his voice, his scent, his touch, and with one word uttered only by him. “Attack! Attack!” His voice is second nature to them.