My dog Tyson passed away Friday (8/17/12) at 8:25 p.m. He had an underlying condition of some sort that was triggered by a heat stroke (it wasn't even that hot Friday in my area and the vet was surprised he had a heat stroke even though Tyson is black).
Tyson was my best subject. He was the most beautiful dog I had ever seen. He had such an exquisite physical balance of strength, power, grace, and pure beauty. I don't care what you want to call him, American Pit Bull Terrier, American Bully, whatever he was, he was the best.
Tyson was a dog fighter for a year, possibly a year and a half for the beginning of his life. He was abused; his tes