Okay. I know she may not be your "cup of tea" so to speak as she is a watered down version of a fila; however, she "saved" me. I didn't want another dog. Ever. I was hurting over the fact that we lost our girl and that I had taken her to a teaching hospital and wasn't there at the end. It still hurts that I thought that I was doing the right thing and promised her that I would save her no matter what it took and I LIED because nothing we did worked. I would have, happily, turned over my life savings to save my Hazelnut. I was dead set on not bonding with this girl when Paul brought her home to me. She wasn't having any of that business. She demanded that I was hers and she was mine. I've, always, had an OEM around and thought they were the end all be all of bonded dogs, but our girl opened me up to other options. She may not be a "real" fila in your eyes, but she is a beautiful girl both inside and out in ours and I can't imagine life without a fila at this point. Rearranging my life around a dog doesn't phase me. I'm not a fan of people or guests in general as it is. This, simply, gives me an excuse.
