I (Susan, KAT 5) was driving home today when I saw a poor pit bull girl running alongside the road in the rain.

I parked my car in a driveway after seeing her run behind a house. A man came out and asked what I was up to. I told him about the poor dog and asked to run through his yard. He said, "Is she your dog?". I told him no but she looked like she needed help. He let me go through his yard but she went running through the alley.

I lost her and then returned to my car to get to the next street. I called my Mom for backup and asked her to bring some food. We saw her at the end of a road three streets down and got out. She continued to run so I sat on the grass and called to her.

She crawled to me on her belly shaking and put her head on my knee. Mom gave her some food and she hesitantly walked between the two of us.

Tomorrow Grace, her new name, will go to the Vet to be vetted. Grace has cuts on her. She looks pregnant but the Vet will check her out.

I had been on my way home thinking about our new rotts and finding them forever homes and I found this darling girl. Tonight she is warm and safe. These poor dogs (pit bulls) have it so hard. Pits are the most abused dogs in the world. Looking into this sad girl's eyes I thought of how man has stigmatized this poor breed when all they want is love and kindness.

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