Chapter 1
“I love it when you call me Miss Prada “
Moving Day!!! Our new furever home!!! More like there goes the neighborhood. There was a huge crowd outside just to protest us moving in!!!We know how Jesus or Frankenstein must have felt. “They kill more people than death!!!”, someone yelled. “They have jaws that lock!“, another yelled. “I had a near pitbull experience”, says Death, who was hiding in the crowd. How can so many people be against pitbulls? Why would anyone protest snugglers? Well I will tell you! Allow me to introduce the Haterzzz, they hate everything. They live among us and the more you like something, the more the Haterzzz hate it. You know who they are because they are always trying to hold you back, trust me you can smell one a mile away. And you are going to run into many more in your life, but remember they fear your success! They hate that you are good at something, or took a chance at something. Haterzzz gonna hate, and there ain’t nothing we can do about it. They are everywhere like roaches, so there is no sense in wasting your time worrying about what they think because you won’t change them! I just tell those Haterzzz
Ludacris ‘Move’ starts playing and Prada starts dancing and sings,
‘Move, get out the way’
‘Get out the way, Get out the way’
’Move, get out the way!’‘Get out the way
Oh, did I mention that pitbulls love hip hop!! It's our favorite kind of music and we love old-school rap the best!
Throwback:
My name is Miss Prada and I am a red pitbull mix, which seems to upset a lot of people. I grew up in Camden and know what it’s like to have it ruff as a pup. I only met my dad once and that was a long time ago. He is on vacation, you know the kind where the cops come? My mom well she did the best she could, but there were six of us. She eventually ran off with one of her boyfriends. Me? I ran the streets with my boy, Slim. He was a black and white pitbull mix and we did everything together including getting busted by DaMan da dog catcher. He was terrible and worked at the county pound and would drive around and grab dogs off the street and lock them up!
We were in and out of shelters and lived on the streets mostly doing whatever we needed to survive. That’s just the way things were and I thought they would stay that way forever. Then one day everything changed….
We were being chased by the DaMan da dog-catcher when we made a run for the border. “Slim, let’s split up and meet at Taco Bell!!” I yelled. No way this guy would cross into Mexico, that can’t be legal. Although as it turns out, Taco Bell is not located in Mexico, it’s within the Camden city limits…who knew? It did however explain how easy it was to dine in their fine dumpsters, and how we got nabbed and ended up in the County Pound. Little did I know that it was the best thing that ever could have happened to me. I admit that I was scared and angry, they split me and Slim up right away. I never saw him again after that. Things are like that sometimes, but it’s really the beginning of what’s next? That is how I like to think of it , like the next thing in your life . Could be new friends, new school, new mom or dad even…. And what comes next might be good or bad… that no one knows, but there will be a next after that, and after that and so on.
I barked all day and all night, and would not let any dog could come near me. I didn’t know it at the time, but I was really close to being banned from the city. Pitbull’s had a terrible reputation and the city was considering outlawing all pitbulls!! They thought I was viscous, and mean, but I just wanted to get out of there and find Slim, plus I don’t like other dogs. I mean that literally, I am just not a dog person, which as a pitbull myself is unfortunate, but true none the less. I have had a lot of bad experiences with other dogs, so I consider myself to be a human lover.
One day there was at an event to raise money and awareness to help dogs, and they show pics of rescued dogs to try to help them find homes, and then a picture of me came up on the big screen and an angel lady in the crowd knew we were meant to be together furever!!! She saw my amazing luxuriousness and snugglability. I needed a home or I was going to be in the pound permanently, but then the DaMan da dog catcher tried to tell the angel lady to look for a nicer dog. Seriously? A nicer dog? Luckily angel lady also happens to be a super genius and could sense my awesomeness, and she knew she had to have me and then insisted she bring someone to meet me. Angel lady wasn’t going to take no for an answer and DaMan didn’t want to get punched in the face-hole, so they came to an understanding!!!
The angel lady came back on Sunday when the pound was closed and she did bring someone to meet me. His name was Sir Reginald Chubowski-Rokowitz , AKA Chub Rok. He was a big blue pittie , probably some mastiff judging by the size of him. Angel lady brought him to meet me and to see if we would be friends. Now I don’t like other dogs like I said, but you can’t help but like this guy, he was dope.
“What’s up? Who you is? Everyone calls me Chub-Rok or Chubs”, Chubs said.
“I don’t have a name everyone always called me ‘Slender’ but that’s just on account of how skinny I am from running the streets my whole life.
“Slender? …. that’s more of a description than a name…. don’t worry my mom will come up with a name that is perfect for you. She is the best at everything!”.
Angel Lady brought him closer to me and once she saw that we were getting along, the DaMan da dogcatcher had no choice but to tell angel lady that she could keep me!!! Angel lady looked at me, smiled and then hugged me and said, “Okay, you are now part of our furever family and we need to give you a new name. “Angel lady thought for a second and said “Prada!! Your furever name is Prada!! What do you think? Miss Prada !!” Prada, I liked the sound of that….
Biggie starts playing, Chubs and Prada start singing and dancing:
“ I love it when you call me, Miss Prada”
“Throw your paws in the air, if you'se a true player”
“I love it when it when you call me Miss Prada”
and that was the beginning of our furever family, my new furever home, and Snuggle Central.