My name is Satan....not like the devil, there should be an accent mark over the (a), I was named after some French hockey player. My Mom likes to call me Fatties cause I'm a lil on the chunky side, alot of it is muscle cause I'm just naturally big boned, but I do like my cookies. You know what they say is true "a moment on the lips, a lifetime on the hips"

Anyway my Mom used to date my former owner. He was an alright guy but he believed that because I was a pit bull he needed to be rough with me and give me tough love. Growing up he taught me that it was ok to be aggressive towards other dogs, so I still have some issues with that. However I do love my two sisters, Kat and Chloe. Unfortunatly he would also leave me alone for long periods of time and then beat me if I got in the trash or had an accident on the floor.  Lucky for me he left town and I got to stay with Mom. I am much much happier in my new home with my Mom, she spoils me rotten. She gives me constant love and attention, which is all I want and I show that by always being under her feet  About a year ago Mom had to buy a new house because the ignorant people in our former neighborhood didn't like me, even though they had never met me. It was a change for the best because now me and my sisters have a yard to run around and play in. I'm very protective of my Mom so if anyone wants to hurt her they will have to go through me. Of course if your a friend then all I need from you is a good scratch under the collar and a cookie  I'm pretty much an 80 lb. lap dog that loves to cuddle with my Mom. And although some people think I look mean or I'm dangerous, once you get to know me you will see what an angel I am