Smokey Bear, that would be the nickname of my 18-month old pit mix; Smokey. He’s a bit smaller than the average American Pit Bull Terrier, as he is mixed with Bulldog. I only stand 5’2″ and he only comes up to my knees. That being said, my little pup packs a punch with his solid weight.
Smokey believes, if you are sitting on the couch or trying to relax, you obviously want him with you. He has no problem almost smothering you with 50 pounds of solid love. Your human persona will be replaced with that of cuddle machine. You are there for him to nuzzle your arms, lay his head on your heart so he can put his ears back and look into your eyes.
You are a jumping board. When he needs to get up in a hurry, as you are the current cushion, you are magically transformed into a platform so he can spring to attention. He will listen for the quietest sound and loudly alert you. His favorite time to do this is between 4:00 a.m. and 6:00 a.m. I am usually the only one up and he does his best to alert the neighborhood to the mystery sounds of city life.
This is my “ferocious” pit bull. He loves attention, loves showering you with attention and he doesn’t even need an invitation. He sees a person and he sees a friend. He’s a little, solid ball of love. Of course, when he can’t cuddle the closet human, he will settle for a snuggle with his canine brother. Good night boys.