It was working perfectly fine as usual. I close the lid, drive home from my mums, open it up, only to have it freeze at the boot menu… This only can mean that my harddrive is fried … Which then means THREE FUCKING YEARS OF MY PHOTOS ARE GONE.
I only use it for surfing the web, storing my photos, and editing them. I have over 100 gigabytes of photos. If they’re gone I know I’ll feel like shot for forever. I take photos every day so that when I’m older or have babies I’ll have something to look back on…
It’s really upsetting to think those 3 years of memories have been fried away…
Anyone ever face a similar problem?
Amazing story. Just goes to show that “when people judge pit bulls, they’re usually looking at the wrong end of the leash.”
Hi! I’m Gremlin!! I’m a Pit Bull on a mission to change the world and here’s my story.
I’m a former bait dog that was bought by an undercover police ofﬁcer in the Washington, D.C. area in 2007 in order to bust the dog ﬁghting ring. Once the ring was busted and everyone was taken into custody, I was placed in a shelter as evidence towards the cruelty case.
I was in a really bad shape. Both of my back legs were broken on purpose and because of the way the bad people had set it, it was difficult for me to walk. It was painful!! I also had my vocal chords ruptured by what the Vet said was the end of a baseball bat. The bad people jammed it down my throat so I could no longer bark. I’m also partially deaf.
I thought I was going to go to court to show the judge what the bad people had done to me. To my surprise, no charges were ever made against the bad people and they were let free with no punishment! What’s worse: Apparently the people at the shelter were going to put me to sleep — I guess I was of no use to them anymore.
Thankfully, Odessa Second Chance Rescue and Rehabilitation stepped up and saved me. I was then taken by this big guy that would become my Dad — my biggest fan, supporter and best pal.
He was my therapist and he quickly started my rehabilitation process. I went through almost two years of Hydro-Therapy and rehabilitation to be able to walk normally without any pain. For the longest time, my Dad and other people were positive I was going to need a wheel chair because I had such a hard time walking. But you see, I’m a fighter! I worked real hard on getting better and lots of people were rooting for me. Now I can walk and do stairs normally.
After seeing my awesome progress, my Dad started training me and I got my CGC certiﬁcation. Then I became a Registered Therapy Dog through Therapy Dogs Inc. My Dad says I’m an ideal Therapy Dog because I just want to sit or lay next to someone and be petted.
I now visit Aristocrat Berea Skilled Nursing & Rehabilitation Center for people who are mentally unstable. I visit once a week and spends time with the patients on each ﬂoor. They love it when I visit and are always waiting for my arrival in the rec room. Whenever I walk into the room, their faces just light up. I guess I’m just what the doctor ordered!
I’m also going to become a Pet Pal at Rainbow Children’s Hospital, so I will visit with the kids in the hospital and let them read to me or just sit and pet me, which is great therapy. I’m going to Avon East Elementary School and visiting with the Special Education Class, which is a class of all age groups with varying mental disorders.
My story is one that a lot of people are amazed with — people have such a negative outlook on Pit Bulls and to have a dog that came from a fighting situation become a children’s therapy dog says a lot for my breed.
Things like this tear me up inside. I hate when people tense up around pits. This negative connotation has to go.