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Atlas was bought for fifty dollars in the parking lot of Wal Mart. His mother was a pure bred pit, with papers available on hand, but his father was a stray mutt, and the puppies were useless to them. He was the cutest little guy I'd ever seen, and he was affectionate. My brother is the one who bought him, just so he could say he owned a Pit Bull. I was able to walk him three times in his first YEAR of life. I wasn't allowed to, because he wasn't my dog. But my brother never did it on his own. Now, Atlas is two years old, and he stays out in my little brother's backyard on a logging chain attached to a car axel. He's NEVER been walked since he was taken to my little brother's house, and he looks very unhappy.

This was him when he lived with me...



And this is him now...


His eyes are sunken in, and the chain he's on is all he's known for a year. My little brother says he loves him, but never goes out and plays with him. When you go up to the poor guy, he drags you into his domain and slams into you for affection. He doesn't know any better. I want to call the cops, but they have the good ol' boys system, and my brother's step father was a cop. What should I do?