The Lost Dogs: Michael Vick's Dogs and Their Tale of Rescue and Redemptionby Jim Gorant
Animal lovers and sports fans were shocked when the story broke about NFL player Michael Vick's brutal dog fighting operation. But what became of the dozens of dogs who survived? As acclaimed writer Jim/b>
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An inspiring story of survival and our powerful bond with man's best friend, in the aftermath of the nation's most notorious case of animal cruelty.
Animal lovers and sports fans were shocked when the story broke about NFL player Michael Vick's brutal dog fighting operation. But what became of the dozens of dogs who survived? As acclaimed writer Jim Gorant discovered, their story is the truly newsworthy aspect of this case. Expanding on Gorant's Sports Illustrated cover story, The Lost Dogs traces the effort to bring Vick to justice and turns the spotlight on these infamous pit bulls, which were saved from euthanasia by an outpouring of public appeals coupled with a court order that Vick pay nearly a million dollars in "restitution" to the dogs.
As an ASPCA-led team evaluated each one, they found a few hardened fighters, but many more lovable, friendly creatures desperate for compassion. In The Lost Dogs, we meet these amazing animals, a number of which are now living in loving homes, while some even work in therapy programs: Johnny Justice participates in Paws for Tales, which lets kids get comfortable with reading aloud by reading to dogs; Leo spends three hours a week with cancer patients and troubled teens. At the heart of the stories are the rescue workers who transformed the pups from victims of animal cruelty into healing caregivers themselves, unleashing priceless hope.
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"The Lost Dogs is a page-turning investigation of dog fighting and an implicit indictment of the sport." — The Daily Beast
"The Lost Dogs has the quality of a page-turner as it chronicles the entire story, in all its upsetting detail, of the dogs' rescue and re-entry into the world." — Los Angeles Times
"A well-researched, moving account" — The New Yorker Book Blog
"The Lost Dogs shows us that goodness can be found in the places where we may least expect it." — The Christian Science Monitor
"Packed with vivid characters and dramatic incidents, The Lost Dogs is a sobering reminder that man's best friend isn't always viewed that way. But this deeply affecting portrayal also reflects that fairy-tale endings are within reach when those involved are infused with spirit, confidence and commitment." — The Seattle Kennel Club
"Gorant has crafted an insightful and uplifting tale about the way that nurture can sometimes triumph over nature, and how the remnants of cruelty can be transformed through the power of hope and love." -Allen St. John, author of The Billion Dollar Game: Behind the Scenes at the Super Bowl
"Jim Gorant provides a powerful narrative that is, at times, heartbreaking, but also illuminating and inspirational. You will come away from The Lost Dogs warmed by the knowledge that it wasn't only Vick who got a second chance." — George Dohrmann
"The Lost Dogs should be read by dog lovers." — Temple Grandin, author Animals in Translation
"The Lost Dogs is a gripping story of redemption that uncovers the other side of the Michael Vick story." — Ken Foster, author of The Dogs Who Found Me
"Jim Gorant goes beyond the headlines of Michael Vick and the Bad News Kennels to richly tell the rest of the story: how these amazing dogs, in the wake of such brutality, help bring out the best in the human spirit." — Tom Verducci, author of The Yankee Years
The story of the dogs abused in NFL quarterback Michael Vick's illegal dogfighting activities.
During the course of another investigation, Virginia state officials were led to a rural property owned by Vick, where they found drug paraphernalia, marijuana and an assortment of guns—as well as evidence of an illegal dogfighting operation, including a pit where dog fights occurred and a field where 66 pit bulls were chained up with very little food and water. Sports Illustrated senior editor Gorant(Fanatic: Ten Things All Sports Fans Should Do Before They Die, 2007) looks at how dedicated local law-enforcement officers and a USDA undercover agent teamed up to gather evidence, bringing the case to trial ("the biggest dogfighting conviction ever, one that set new precedents"), despite local pressure to drop the prosecution. The author presents a nuanced picture of Vick's involvement, from his original effort to cover up his connection to the dogfighting ring by claiming that he had bought the property for the use of family and friends, to his confession and apology. Sentenced to 23 months in prison, his career was left in shambles and he was forced to declare bankruptcy. Another outcome of the case was the rehabilitation of the dogs, which for the first time, writes Gorant, "were looked at not as weapons, as the equivalent of a gun in a shooting, but as victims." Because of the efforts of dedicated animal-rescue workers, two-thirds found good homes where they were loved and socialized. The author makes a strong case that pit bulls have an underservedly bad reputation—"the latest breed to get sucked into a self-fulfilling cycle of fear, hype, substandard care, and rising population"—following in the footsteps of bloodhounds, German shepherds and Dobermans "as next in the line of tough-guy dogs."
Despite some maudlin passages, Gorant ably presents an ugly story with a redemptive ending.
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A BROWN DOG SITS in a field. There's a collar around her neck. It's three inches thick and attached to a heavy chain, which clips onto a car axle that's buried so one end sticks out of the ground. As the dog paces in the heat, the axle spins, ensuring that the rattling chain won't become entangled.
The dog paces a lot, wearing a circle in the scrubby weeds and sandy soil around the perimeter of the axle. She paces because there's little else to do. Sometimes a squirrel or a rabbit or a snake crosses nearby and she barks and chases it, or she lunges and leaps after the dragonflies and butterflies that zip and flutter past.
She flicks her tail at mosquitoes and buries her muzzle in her fur, chewing at the itchy crawly things that land on her. If she's lucky she digs up a rock that she can bat around and chew on, but otherwise there are just the weeds and the bugs and the hot sun inching across the sky. She is not alone. Other dogs are spread around this clearing in the trees. They can see one another, hear one another bark and whine and growl, but they can't get to one another. They can't run, they can't play, they can't anything. They can get close to their immediate neighbors, stand almost face-to-face, but they can never touch, a planned positioning meant to frustrate and enrage them. For some it does; for many it simply makes them sad.
Out in the field are mothers, fathers, off spring, littermates. The families are easy to spot. There's a group of sand-colored dogs, some with pink noses, some with black snouts. There is a group of red dogs, some small black dogs, a few white ones, a few black-and-whites. A handful of other colors and shapes are mixed in.
All are pit bulls and many have that classic pit bull look, stocky and low to the ground, front shoulders higher than haunches and a wide muscular chest that dwarfs narrow hips, so that they look as if they're waiting for their backsides to grow into their fronts. Their necks are thick and hold up rectangular heads. Some are bigger, as big as seventy pounds, while another group is more compact, reaching maybe twenty-five pounds. These smaller ones are actually Staffordshire bull terriers, a close relative of the American pit bull terrier.
The brown dog has a soft face, with searching eyes and an expressive brow that furls into deep ridges and undulating rolls when she's scared or nervous or trying to figure out whether she needs to be either. Her uncropped ears rise from the top of her head until they fold over, but one of them folds differently from the other, so that it hangs lower, making her look as if she's eternally asking a question.
To help fight the heat, there's water spread about in large tubs, sometimes a little dirty but drinkable. Once a day a man comes to put food in the bowls. At least it's usually once a day. Sometimes two or three days go by before the sound of his all-terrain vehicle breaks the monotony. As he gets off the vehicle and makes his way across the clearing, all the dogs run to the end of their chains, barking and wagging their tails as if they're excited to see him. But when the man actually gets close to them, they tuck their tails and skulk away. Only after he has moved on do they creep back over to their bowls and eat.
They can't see anything beyond the perimeter of the clearing, but they are not alone. Another clearing lies through the trees where another fifteen or so dogs live on chains, and beyond that, at the edge of the woods, is a small compound with kennels, freestanding pens, and four sheds. The buildings are small and painted pitch black, including the windows. One is two stories tall, and the men who own these sheds, who live and work here, they call that one "the black hole."
A breeze stirs the treesscrub pines and sugar maples, a few pin oaks. The lilt of songbirds mixes with the whine of cicadas and the low, singular whoooo, whoooo of a mourning dove. The summer heat draws moisture off the Atlantic, thirty miles beyond, adding the weight of humidity to the air.
Within the perimeter of each axle there's a doghouse. Rough-hewn plywood structures, they provide something else for the dogs to chew on and claw at to while away the hours. They also offer a break from the sun but not much relief from the heatjust as in winter they stop the wind but don't do much to protect against temperatures that can drop into the thirties.
Curled up in their little houses the dogs look and listen and sniff the air. They are incredibly intuitive creatures. They learn by watchingtrainers sometimes let young dogs watch experienced dogs in action so they see how to behave. They can detect odors 100 million times more faint than people can. They can hear sounds at a broader range of frequencies than humans, and they can hear them from four times as far away. People who train dogs for search and rescue contend that dogs can hear a heartbeat from a distance of five feet, which gives them insight into the mood and disposition of the people and animals they come in contact with.
As pack animals, they are keenly aware of the behavior of those around them. One dog can tell what another is thinking and intending simply by observing the way he acts. When two dogs meet, there is a detailed ritual of movements and gestures. The way they hold their ears, tail, head, their posture. Everything means something. Attitudes, feelings, intentions, dominance, and submission can be established immediately. So can a challenge.
Dogs understand what's expected of them. When people are around, dogs see what wins them rewards and praise and what leads to scorn. Something deep inside of them, woven into the very fabric of their being, a genetic impulse, compels them to please those around them. But sometimes, the things that men want from them cut against their natural inclinations, setting off an internal chain reaction of anxiety and uncertainty, triggering hormones and nervous system fluctuations. When they are extremely scared, dogs secrete a powerful musk that other dogs can smell from great distances.
The things they see and hear and smell have an impact on them, too. Studies have shown that if two mammals are placed side by side in boxes and the first one is given electric shocks, just by listening to the suffering the second one produces identical brain waves and nervous system activity; the trauma isn't limited only to the animal that's experiencing the pain.
Out in the field is the little brown dog with the floppy earnone of the dogs know what's happening around them, but they do know something isn't right. They've seen things they are not supposed to see. They've heard terrifying sounds and they've smelled fear and pain drifting in the air. The brown dog lays her chin on the ground and exhales. Her brow folds into a furry question mark. The afternoon is fading and the heat has begun to fade too, but little else is certain.
Sometimes men come and take a few of the dogs away. Sometimes those dogs come back tired and panting from running and running. Sometimes the dogs come back scarred and limping. Sometimes they come back looking the same, but acting completely different. Sometimes they don't come back at all, as if they've simply disappeared. As if they've vanished into a black hole.
IT'S NOT EASY TO get to 1915 Moonlight Road. Branching off of the two-lane country highway that curves up through the tidelands, Moonlight Road looks more like a driveway than a street, a narrow unlined stretch of blacktop that twists into an old-growth stand of trees. The houses along the road are sparseworn trailers, single-story cabins and larger suburban manors pop up in clusters of two or three, separated by cornfields, woods, and open expanses.
Driving west on Moonlight Road, the house appears suddenly, its white shape set off against a tree line that rises beyond it. It sits close to the road, directly across from the Ferguson Grove Baptist Church (Pastor J. D. Charity), a white clapboard building without a cross on it that sits in a clearing. From the front, the white brick appears bright against the black roof. A peaked portico with long columns and large, arched windows give it a distinctive architectural twist. Inside there are five bedrooms, including a master with a fireplace and a hot tub.
A six-foot-tall white fence surrounds a yard thick with broad-leafed Bermuda grass. Outside the gate at the end of the driveway there's a camera and an intercom. Motion sensor lights hang on the garage. The flower beds are tidy and neat, dotted with trim young shrubs. In the backyard a boat sits on a trailer. There's an above-ground pool and a full-length basketball court complete with white painted lines and glass backboards that can be raised and lowered.
The house looks like any one of a half dozen others on the street, another newly risen McMansion that signals the country's burgeoning real estate economy and provides a plush home base for some happy, anonymous family. But the property extends well beyond the pool and the unmarked white fence. It twists back into the dense woods where several dozen dogs sit chained to car axles and four sheds stand among the trees, nearly invisible from the road because they are painted pitch black.
Michael Boddie was still a teenager when he began dating a girl who lived across the courtyard at a housing project in Newport News, Virginia. Her name was Brenda, and by the age of fifteen she had borne the couple's first child, Christina. A son, named after his father, followed the next year, and then another son, Marcus, came four years later. By the time the pair married, in 1989, they'd added a fourth. That last child, Courtney, took the name Boddie, but the three older kids, who were ten, nine, and five, stuck with their mother's maiden name, Vick.
The family lived together in a three-bedroom apartment in a housing project in the downtrodden east end of Newport News. Michael Boddie did three years in the army, then found work as a painter and sandblaster at the shipyards. The couple's extended families helped raise the kids while Brenda finished high school then took a job, first at a Kmart, then as a schoolbus driver.
Boddie has insisted that he was around throughout his kids' lives, but Michael Vick has described him as something more like an uncle: an older male relative who helped support the family but came and went randomly and for varying periods of time. Vick has also said that his father struggled with drugs, and Boddie's history does show a drunk driving charge and a stint in rehab.
The kids, by most accounts, stayed out of trouble, at least as much as possible for someone growing up in the Ridley Circle apartments in a town that had been nicknamed Bad Newz. Sports were a diversion. The Vick children spent a lot of time at the Boys and Girls Club of Greater Hampton Roads. Michael, who everyone called Ookie, showed great athletic ability, first in baseball and then in football. He followed in the footsteps of an older cousin, Aaron Brooks, who was a star quarterback in high school, then at the University of Virginia, and in the NFL.
Four years younger than Brooks, Michael Vick went to the same high school to play for the same coach, Tommy Reamon, a former NFL player himself. After Vick's freshman season, that school, Homer L. Ferguson High, closed and both he and Reamon moved on to Warwick High. At Warwick, Vick showed off the strong arm and blinding speed that would make him a star and earn him a choice of college scholarships. He picked Virginia Tech, in large part because it was relatively close to home.
After sitting out his first year to develop his game, Vick emerged as the Hokies' leader during his red-shirt freshman season in 1999. The first time he stepped on the field, he scored three touchdowns in little more than a quarter of play and went on to lead the team to an 11 0 record and the national championship game. His team lost that game to Florida State, 46 29, but Vick's renown only grew. During the season he set multiple records, finished third in the Heisman Trophy voting, and energized the sport with visions of a new type of playera hyperathletic do-it-all quarterback who could win games with his arm or his legs or both. Suddenly everyone in football had a Michael Vick fixation: They were either watching the real Vick or looking for the next one.
The following season Vick did nothing to hurt his reputation, although an injury caused him to miss parts or all of three games, and the Hokies lost the one contest he sat out fully. Still, he guided the team to a 10 1 record and was named MVP of the 2001 Gator Bowl as he led his team to a win over Clemson.
Vick was now twenty and fully grown. At two hundred pounds and slightly less than six feet tall, he was thick yet compact. His large brown eyes and small wide nose were off set by a strong jaw that made it look as if he had an under-bite. Topped off with a goatee, the total effect of these traits was to give Vick an appearance that, while handsome, could fairly be described as almost canine.
Although he had two years of eligibility left, Vick decided to skip the remainder of his college career and enter the 2001 NFL draft. He was taken first overall by the Atlanta Falcons, which signed him to a $62 million contract and received an almost instant return on its investment. The next year, Vick's first as the full-time starter, he made it to the Pro Bowl and led the Falcons to the playoff s for the first time in four years. Vick returned to the Pro Bowl and the playoff s in 2004 and the Falcons rewarded him with a ten-year, $130 million contract, making him the highest paid player in the league at the time. Another Pro Bowl season followed in 2005, and he flourished off the field, too, ringing up endorsement deals with Nike, Powerade, Kraft, Rawlings, Air Tran, EA Sports, and Hasbro worth multiple millions.
Like many young athletes, especially those who've grown up poor, Vick spent his money freely. He bought cars and jewelry and toys. There were numerous houses, including one in Atlanta, Georgia; a condo in South Beach, Florida; a place he bought for his mother in an upscale section of Sussex, Virginia; and another house he was building nearby. He paid for his father's drug rehab in 2004 and gave the old man a few hundred bucks every few weeks to keep him going. He supported a wide range of family and friends, handing out Escalades to his inner circle. He also purchased a fifteen-acre tract of land in Smithfield, Virginia, a small town in rural Surry County. The address was 1915 Moonlight Road.
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Jim Gorant has worked as a magazine editor and writer for twenty years and is currently a senior editor at Sports Illustrated. He is the author of Fanatic: Ten Things All Sports Fans Should Do before They Die, and his work has appeared in magazines such as Men’s Journal, GQ, and Outside.
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When I found out that this book was coming out, I couldn't wait to go buy it. I knew it would be a very hard book to read though. I also wanted to know what happened to the poor, defenseless, sweet, innocent dogs that were abused for absolutely no reason. I also want to read this book so I can educate others on what this monster, and his cohorts did to these doggies. So many people are quick to defend this piece of garbage, and don't even think about these innocent dogs who didn't deserve this. I want to tell everyone I see, or anyone I hear talking about him what disgusting, heartless, make you want to throw up, torture him, and do the things that he did to these poor dogs. I have only read up to page 20 so far. I cant believe what i am reading that was done to these dogs. My stomach turned. I thought I was going to throw up. I had to read it over again, because I couldn't believe what I just read. I thought I read it wrong. I wish I could have gone there and rescued all of them. This never should of happened. I know in the coming pages I am only going to read much worse. This is a perfect title for this book. These dogs do become lost. Once the media stops covering it everyone forgets about them. What about the dogs that lost their lives as a result of this? They lost their lives in such a terrible, unthinkable way. Now the surviving dogs have to live with the constant memories of this horrific experience. This book is a wonderful book that I think everyone should read. Dog fighting needs to stop. Animal fighting needs to stop. Animal abuse needs to stop. This book will definitely educate people on how horrible dog fighting is, and can help put an end to it.
When I picked up this book I didn't think the contents were going to be as graphic as they were! This was a very hard read if you are an animal lover, especially dogs. The things that these men did are horrendous. It is sad that people can just say "he paid his debt to society". I do not think that any amount of time that he spent in jail is enough much less that he is able to still make millions playing football. I don't think that any of these men should EVER be allowed to own another animal in their lifetime. This story was heartbreaking!
For a long time I was hesitant to read this book out of fear to learn of the horrors these poor animals went through, but I am so glad I finally relented. Their story and that of the people who helped them is a study in courage and perseverance in the face of terrible odds against them. Rather than being a gruesome accounting of all the atrocities that were visited on these dogs, although there was enough information relayed to paint a truly ugly picture of pathetic Vick and his cronies, this book turned out to be a touching account of the courage these dogs showed despite their circumstances. I was moved to tears many times, but also touched to know that these dogs received a chance at new lives where, even for a short time for some, they could flourish and exist in peace with people who gave them love. Thank you, Jim Gorant, for sharing their story. I highly recommend this to anyone, dog-owner or not.
The first chapters are extremely difficult but needed to show the torture and inhumane treatment these dogs were subjected too. wish there had more on the dogs at Best Friends. There is no exucse for what Vick did and no redemption for this monster in my eyes. God bless those who stepped up and showed these wonderful dogs that the world is really not such a bad place.
I almost stopped reading this early on because Jim Gorant gave a "voice" to one of the dogs involved and it was sad. I continued on and am very glad that I did. The book is more about the dogs than Michael Vick, but still provides all the background information. It is very well researched and flows in easy to follow chronological order that held my interest throughout. It was nice to see that most of these poor innocent creatures were able to be saved. I admire the dedicated people, law enforcement and civilian, who worked so hard to rescue and socialize the dogs. I am a dog lover and the book helped me to understand their nature even more. This breed appears to be extremely loyal and has been the victim of bad treatment and alarmists. Right now I feel inspired to volunteer at a shelter to walk & socialize the pits. They seem to be the largest population of dogs at shelters. I am just afraid that I might walk them all home with me.
I am a total animal lover and I recommend this book to people that are not animal lovers because you WILL convert! I am in love with the pit bull breed and will continue to only own that particular breed. This book will shine light on what this breed is truly about. I am honored that I get to experience this on a daily basis with my pit bull. What this book does is gives a fighting chance for the pit bull to once again be accepted in the public's eyes. These are the most misunderstood dogs and this book just proves it. This book does strike every emotion in the human body--so be prepared to stock up on some kleenex. This book is very well written and I love that a journalist wrote this book because it is very well researched. This was a great investment and I finished the book in three days. I could not put it down.
Like the headline says, at some point during this book, you will end up all teary eyed. My breakdown moment was at the start of the book when Gorant discusses what the "unlucky" dogs went through. Fair warning - Gorant does not hide what happened to the dogs and there were times when I was only able to go 2 or 3 pages and then have to put the book down and walk away (and go play with my dog to make me feel better). However, once you progress past the first part of the book, he goes on to tell how each dog was evaluated and the therapy that the dogs underwent. I was surprised that the evaluation team was hoping to save around 5 dogs from the 51 rescued from Bad Newz. 5 was considered successful! Luckily, WAY more than 5 found themselves being saved. I especially liked that at the end of the book, Gorant has added a paragraph or two on nearly every dog saved and what they are up to nowadays. All in all, I highly recommend this book - tough to read at first but so very rewarding at the end. It demonstrates just what a dog from some of the worst conditions is able to overcome and become the dog they were meant to be. Sidenote: I recently read an article about a couple who adopted one of the dogs now are parents and have an active toddler in the house. The best part? When the child goes down for a nap, the dog lays down outside the crib and will not leave until the nap is over. Now THAT is what a Pitt (and Pitt mixes!) really is. These dogs were once the "nanny dogs" and it isn't difficult to understand why!
I read this book in 2 sittings. I simply could not put it down. Jim Gorant perfectly captured all aspects if this story. I cried...hard at times...but expected to. Every tear was worth it. The hard work that was put into rehabilitating these dogs touched me beyond belief.
In the 1980s it was the German Shepherds, the 1990s Dobermans and Rottweilers - now with the turn of the century America has turned on itself by vilifying the dog that represented her values during two world wars... The American Pit Bull Terrier. I read the article Mr. Gorant wrote in 2008 and when I saw this book was coming out I knew I had to read it. I need to find out what had happeneded since his article, since the Dogtown episodes and since the Silent Witness episode telling the story of those who didn't make it. I expected it to be tough reading, the graphic injuries are telling and prepare to feel sick when you read about how fighting dogs die - either from the jaws of other abused dogs to the long torturous and sadistic killings of their owners. This book shows the truth about the breed - that over 80% of the dogs bred from within these fighting lines can not be forced to be competitive in the ring. Guess what happens to those that fail to make the grade... And even after they have spent years being prodded and groomed and fought and wounded these dogs are still able to turn around and love their new friends and families. Sweet Jasmine on the cover, shows the story to perfection. Her scars are plain to see, but she's still hopeful and just wants to please. That is the only crime these dogs are guilty of - wanting to make their owners happy.
Jim Gorant's follow-up to his article in Sports Illustrated is a heartbreaking yet hopeful, hard-hitting, relentlessly researched story of what happened to the dogs rescued from Bad Newz Kennels, owned by Michael Vick. Divided into three sections, Rescue, Reclamation, and Redemption, the story takes you first into the woods of Virginia, then all over the country as it follows the survivors. The book simultaneously will have you crying over the suffering, then cheering (or crying) as the dogs rise above their past and move forward into promising futures (or not). Gorant does not spare the reader the cruelties suffered by these dogs but is not sensationalistic in the storytelling. Be sure to have a box of tissues with you- especially if you love dogs and other animals.
I bought this book looking to learn about the dogs and what exactly happened. The beginning was slow, and I didn't like the narration from the dog's perspective, as if these dogs just sat down with the author and told their story. What really happened was incredibly cruel. I also felt like the author was trying to downplay Vick's role in this incident. If you are interested in more than just the dogs this is a good book. Any sappy dog lover should beware. Everytime a dog died or was injured I bawled.
I just read this book today. I had tears in my eyes from the first page on. I think it was more than just facts on a case, seeing how the dogs actually come into their own is amazing, and in fact it is a book that anyone who loves dogs.I also think that the NFL should have it on the list when they give out the MVP award this year! I watched the special they had on Animal Planet also, when the news broke, and the follow ups. The book is written with insight into the dogs and their experiences and takes you step by step through the process. I cannot recommend it enough!
When i waz reading some of the comments ,i found a few on here that arnet very nice like they are just dogs! I cant even type that without getting upset. How would anyone like it if they somehow were put in a cage,barley fed,covered in blood and scares? These poor animals suffered so much and just needed love, next time someone says "just dogs" i would tell them to see it from a dogs' point of view!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This book is a heart-breaker. I cried - hard. But it was also very interesting and educational. I've written more than one letter to Commissioner Goodell about Michael Vick. This book was vindication of my efforts. I was very interested to learn the details of the entire case - and to learn what happened to the dogs and how they were rehabilitated.
I'm a dog owner and when I first started it I had to put it down. The story was, in a sense too brutal. I gave it a second try and couldn't put it down. It will give you a new view of the breed,how cruel AND how good people are as well as how blind some of our officials really are. If you are a sports fan or a pet owner iy is a must read.
I loved this book. I found myself wanting more. I think the book's only shortcoming is that it has a journalistic brevity, that left me wanting a deeper connection with the story. The author moves along at a brisk pace, which kept me turning the pages. The first third of the book, prior to rescue from Vick's property, is told partially from the viewpoint of the dogs. It puts the reader right into the experience of living in a dog-fighting ring. The story of recovery is the most rewarding part of this book. These dogs tread a tough road to trust and peace, and it is truly inspiring to read their stories. If you're an animal lover, read it. You will love it.
The enormity of the vicious cruelty inflicted on these dogs by Vick and the likes of him, for the sake of entertinment; is only surpassed by the loving-kindness extended by the many who rose up to help, rescue, and rehabilitate these tortured victimized pit bulls. Super enlightening. A must read.
I read this book not to long ago. I loved it! It is amazing how this people helped these dogs! I think it is a great book for anyone! It can teach you a lot and make a difference in how you see things in life! I LOVE this book!
The facts speak for themselves. Focuses on the canine victims in the case and the redemption is theirs. Vicks cruelty and brutality are undeniable. Hard to read at times but a must read for dog lovers or anyone tempted to look the other way.
I knew this would be a very hard book to read through, but I am so glad I bought the book. Yes, it describes what the dogs went through while they lived a horrific life in Bad Newz Kennels, but it also gives their success stories in the book's second half. There has to be a storm in order to see the Rainbow, and their horrid beginning should be told in order to appreciate how awesome these dogs have become. Truth be told, the individuals who fought For these dogs to be spared euthanasia deserve major kudos for rescuing these dogs and giving them the chance to know life, and love, outside the fighting ring.
This book changed my life..a must read for animal livers!
This book was simply amazing. Very eye opening. Felt like puking a few times, felt like crying a few times. Not for the weak stomached. Great book for the Pitbull Breed! do not regret a penny i spent on this book!
Amazing story of survival of innocent dogs. This book will let you see just how cruel mankind is at its lowest moments!
I was scared to open this book after reading the reviews. But, because I just recently had a pitbull adopt us, I had to know. This book tore at my heart strings from the first few pages. It is well done on all sides of the story. You really feel as if you know these dogs and you can feel their pain and triumps along with them. This is a wonderful and I recommend anyone in doubt read this.
just listened to the interview on NPR about this book...jumped right onto Barnes $ Nobles website to download it to my nook...but it isn't available as an ebook =(. Heading to the store tonight to buy the actual book...