I was introduced as a child, then reintroduced as an adult to our breed. I had a little female named "Nickey" that my pops got from our neighbor. This was about 30 years ago!! She was off the chain, but I loved that little dog!! My two older sisters were afraid of her (girls being girls) so as a result, my pops eventually GAVE her to some dude walking down the street as we were cutting the crass. I never knew what this breed was capable of as a child, I just knew that she was wild and survived being hit by a car!! That spoke volumes to me even at a young age.

Fast forward to Camp LeJuene, Jacksonville North Carolina in the mid 90's. This is were I cut my teeth on with these dogs for real. Everyone there had one, and they all got them (one way or another) from old man Ed Barrera R.I.P. Ed had a yard of RBJ dogs that he was feeding. He had about 30 in his backyard!! Everyday after work, I would leave the base and drive right over the bridge to his house and ask him all the dumb questions that I had in my head...and he answered them for me. I never got the chance to get anything off of him, but he taught me alot.

I saw my first dance when I met these two guys that had a few good one's (imo). There was one little white dog named Casper, and he was hell on 4 legs!!! I just could not understand how a dog soo small could be soo damn agressive and tenacious!!! It blew me away. Long story short, got out the U.S.M.C. and bout a grandson of W.S.K. Ch. Cowboy named Bolo from a local dogman. Twelve years later, here I am.