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The True Story of Wee Willie

In the early 80’s, I was on one of my many quests in search of the ultimate Canine Warrior with my limited knowledge of respected dog sellers. My journey ended when I contacted Dr. K. Woods. He informed me that he had just “looked” at a small dog in the low thirties Pit weight who showed Game, had average wrestling ability, and below average bite. He then went on to explain that Wee Willie was bred from some Old Carver Stock and how good he was bred, but he was not of the quality he wanted to represent him personally in the field of battle. We finally agreed on a price of $700.00 under the condition that he was free of heartworms and was in good health. I explained that there were several “Openings” in that weight class and he knew my intentions.

After several weeks of impatiently waiting, Dr. woods finally called and informed me that the only thing in Wee Willie’s heart was courage, and that he checked out fine otherwise. In short order Wee Willie had a new home, and within the next month or so, I faced my little hero with another dog that was well lacking in the traits desired in an American Pit Bull Dog Terrier, so that I felt confident that Wee Willie would not suffer any fatal injuries in his first “Showing” for me.

Wee Willie was not misrepresented by Dr. Woods. His ability was fair, his bite was below average, and he definitely possessed the desire to continue battle. I needed no mor convincing, and I placed Wee Willie on a pre-Keep feeding program as I had made up my mind to “Show” him for a medium amount of money based on what I had seen. It didn’t take long to get this lined up with a very well respected dog man and worthy opponent, Mr. B. House from Texas. The date, weight, and other details were soon taken care of. I Started Wee Willie on the usual eight-week Keep. Into the sixth week of his Keep (top Keep for me), I noticed something was not quite right with Wee Willie, and it was about time to get the final check-up and go ahead from my local vet. Anyway, I took him on and explained my confusion and suspicions and sure enough it was the worst: HEARTWORMS. After further examination, it was determined that his heart was in fact enlarged from the prolonged prior damage caused from heartworms. Wee Willie and I slowly drove home, saddened by the fact that the visions of a bright future, and my “Potential Champion” were now shattered. I placed Wee Willie on the chain and called Mr. House. I explained the situation and that I didn’t have a replacement at that weight, and that I would have to pay the forfeit. He sympathized and, reluctantly, accepted my forfeit.

After careful consideration, I decided to go ahead with the recommended Heartworm treatment. Wee Willie, being the true little viking he was, I didn’t want to lose him in that manner.

We Started the thirty-day cure, and keeping Wee Willie out of trouble was no easy task. He was constantly on the lookout for something, anything to get into. The better he got to feeling, the harder it was. Dog houses, food pans, water buckets, pens and doors were no Match for this busy little soldier.

Shortly after we finally finished the treatment, a friend of mine named Mr. B. Houston, from Jackson, Mississippi called and was looking for a small male about the description of Wee Willie. I gave him a run-down on the whole history of the little viking, and explained that he could not “look” at him at this time due to the treatment he was recovering from. As I needed the room, we agreed for Mr. Houston to go ahead and take Wee Willie and when he did look at him, if not satisfied, he could return him and get a full refund of the $600.00 purchase price. This was agreeable to us both, so off went Wee Willie again, only for me to get a phone call several months later from Mr. B. Houston.

He explained that he did put Wee Willie down for a “chain match” and did fact win at around the hour mark, but Wee Willie was not of the caliber he was looking for. “Just wasn’t enough dog”, as he put it! As agreed, he brought Wee Willie back and I returned his $600.00. He did mention in the conversation that he bred Wee Willie to one of his bitches before he “rolled” him (good dogs later came from this breeding.)

I was later relating the history and experiences of Wee Willie to another friend of mine, an old-timer and knowledgable dog man, Mr. E Anderson. He expressed that for the right price, he would like to have Wee Willie for a stud dog. Wee Willie for stud dog. Wee Willie had a new owner for $300.00.

Shortly after Mr. Anderson and I closed the deal on Wee Willie, Mr. “Snakeman” called and inquired about Wee Willie. I again gave the history of Wee Willie had a new home for the tune of $700.00, and was on his way to “Snakeman’s”. In the next couple of weeks, Mr. Snakeman called Mr. Anderson back upset about Wee Willie showing positive for heartworms (again). Mr. Snakeman thought it only fair under these adverse circumstance that Mr. Anderson refund at least half of his purchase price, which Mr. Anderson did.

When Wee Willie left us, he was approximately four years old, had received one Heartworm treatment, had pernament heart damage from prior prolonged heart worms, had won only one “chain” fight, and tested positive for heartworms at the time of his departure.

This is where the mystery comes in.

Wee Willie reappears again approximately one year later and has overcome these handicaps that have plagued him, and supposedly has won five contracted matches – not as Wee Willie, though; now he is known as

By Bob Cox