This story appeared a long time ago. And while the images are no longer available, I wanted to post it in the authors own words.
I finally took pictures of Driveby after two weeks of having him (12/17/98), so he doesn't look as diseased as he did. This is my first second-hand pitbull, so I'm not sure how he will turn out, given the nature of his "previous life." He was, obviously, used for fighting. I have found locations in Chicago where fights are held, but I can't save all the dogs and much of the law enforcement doesn't place a heavy emphasis on animal cruelty laws (I do want to add that there is contact with at least one who I contact with any questionable information). I feel so terrible because dog fights happen frequently and no one wants to foster/adopt these poor dogs. Any body know how to help in that area?
Driveby is in the healing process, both physically and mentally. One his scars and bald patches heal, I will search for a home. Looking at the picture to the right, it appears he has mange, but those are are bald spots from scars. He has many scars on every place of his body and weighed thirty-eight pounds. He should weigh almost twice that. The first thing he wanted to do when I got him was attack my other dog, a most lovable fat Rottweiler. After two weeks, he realizes no one will hurt him and tries playing with (Fat)Sam, but she doesn't trust him still. He is progressing rather well, and stays close to me outside, even without a leash. I have taken him to the dog parks, keeping him OUTSIDE of the fence to get him a bit more socialized. He keeps surprising me by trying to behave because he knows this is what I want, but at this point and for months (years?) to come, he might attack for no reason.
It feels great to have saved this poor dog, even though I still can't think of any reason why he shouldn't have been put to sleep like all the other fighters turned over to the shelter. I only hope that he will forget the past and grow to be a "normal" dog, one that I can take to the dog parks and the dog beach, and run, bark, swim, and catch tennis balls. I know I'm kidding myself, but I will continue working with him in all ways.
This is not my first Pit Bull, and this breed is a great dog. So to all those misinformed-on-the-pitbull-breed people out there, "It's bad owners, not bad dogs!" I will keep this site updated for those of you interested in his progress. Below are more pictures of Driveby and here are other pictures of myself and Fat Sam.