Over  two months, Jaws was trained with many bait dogs, each time a different dog,  each time  injuring them worse and worsre to please master.  Jaws's was run on a treadmill over 45 miles a day until master stuffed her in a clean cage and stuffed four other dogs in other cages,  threw all of them in the back of his truck, and drove for many days, not feeding any of the dogs, only water, the entire time.  They were loaded onto a plane  and flew all the way to Europe. Jaws hated the plane ride. It shook and made loud noises   and so many different scents floodedc her nostrils. She liked that for once she  felt far away from death and blood and violence. For the first time she felt relieved and truly safe.  All of that security ended when she she saw master.   He loaded  all five dogs into a truck and gave them nothing but water.  When the  death smell returned,  master stopped his truck and brought Cannonball, a pure black male  mastiff into  a building that carried the stench of death and bloodshed. Another dog fighting arena.  Jaws could hear barking and cheering crowds from outside the building, and master shouting angrily. The fights had  Been over for a long while  When master and cannonball walked out,  cannonball having fresh stitches on his tail.  His tail was now just a little stub, the size of a rottweilewr's tail. 

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Master stayed at a nearby hotel, leaving his dogs in  the back of his  truck, hidden under a tarp. He stayed there for a few days, leaving the dogs in their kennel, giving them food and water every one in a while.  Each dog had the chance to fight, winning almost every match, until one day,  one dog didn't return from the arena. Her name was  Nipper. Jaws liked Nipper because Nipper was  always kind to  Jaws and was like Jaw's treal mother after Bloody Mary had died. Jaws's was devastated. Nipper, her mother, her nbrothwt and sister, all gone.      Finally, it came Jaws's turn tobvfight.turn to fight. Her opponent was a large    Chow chow with many scars over his body. He had obviously. Won multiple matches.  He tried lunging at Jaws before the match began, as Jaws noticed dogs usually do. She just stood there, waiting for the bell and the release of the collars. DING! The chow chow flung himself at Jaws fiull speed, crunching down on a foreleg. Jaws bit into his shoulder, adding more and more pressure until the chow chow let go. She ran circles around him, nipping at his flank. The chow chow growled and grabbed hold of Jaw's cheeks. When he let go, it wasn't hard to see the holes. Jaws latched onto his muzzle and bit just hard enough to draw blood, and !made him  lower his head.  She let go and suddenly began tearing each other apart again. Jaws  managed to knock the chow chow down and  bit at his belly.  She was roughly grabbed by her master, and  the pother dog was grabbed from the arena. Jaws had won, without taking the life of another dog.

    After spending a two weeks in the strange place, Jaws found herself back home. Back to the cold, dark, death filled pit that Jaws had lived in all her life.

Yay! More rescue videos! 

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=4YWm74ViaKo

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=IJFMrqSCuf4

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=wMmhj-m6KDc

This last one is an amazing rescue story of a wolf/dog hybrid, and is  sure to make your heart melt!

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=KS13ZbuJ4IE