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Original post below from rescuer Regina.
Hi, this is a very hard post for me to write because I have been fostering this sweet girl for some time now. I can't even remember for certain because my children and I have been through so much the past ten years. The exact date, even year, is hard to recall. But it was around 2018 or 19 that I discovered this beautiful lady being abused and neglected by her owner in my neighborhood. She was chained to a small deck with no shelter, and I never saw any food or water as I walked by daily. Her owner even tried to run over her with a car, stating she just didn't like her as the reason. She was so skinny and malnourished, and she still has a scar on her throat where she broke free of the cable tied around it. After my very nasty separation from my kids' father, and the death of my own, I moved in with my mother. She knew I was rescuing dogs, and she forbid me to bring any to her home. Rescuing was something I couldn't just turn off though. My heart went out to the masses of neglected, abandoned and abused dogs out there. I never registered formally with a rescue organization because, as previously stated, my mother had forbidden it. But they seemed to find me. Wandering into my yard, one even flew out of a truck that flipped three times on the interstate while I was shopping for campers, which I hoped to make a temporary home of for my kids and me. My home was uninhabitable for us. But when there was no other choice, rescue intakes closed, and a dog either had to continue being abused and neglected or face euthanasia, it worked as a safe place for them. My neighbor allowed me to run an extension cord for heat or air-conditioning, and I went over three times a day to feed and walk them. One day, as I was over tending to another foster, this girl came over for probably the fourth time, bleeding, again, from her neck, and overjoyed to see me as I always gave her pets and treats. Something she never got from her owners. I kept hearing my mother's voice saying "do not bring anymore dogs here!" In the back of my mind. But I couldn't continue to ignore that she needed me. The county wouldn't even come out to do a well check bc she had no history of aggression. I managed to talk the owners into surrendering her to me, as I had spoken with a lady that said she would happily take her if I was able to get her. However, once I met her, I found that she also planned to keep her chained, and was unable to handle her anyway. She was disabled and could barely walk. This girl, having so much boundless energy, would surely be too much for her to handle. She also could barely afford to feed herself, let alone provide vetting and food for this bottomless "pit".😅 So sadly I had to decline this adoption. She stayed at my old home for about a year, until I insisted she had to come home with me to my mom's. She wasn't happy, but she knew county was out of the question as they are still a kill shelter. I have attempted to adopt her out a few times since then. One inquiry turned out to be from a dog fighter. They thought I didn't know. Anyway, Big NO! I drove about four hours away to meet a lady who, unfortunately was hoarding pitties in a small hotel room, and was incidentally giving birth to a new baby when I arrived. My instincts told me this was a very risky situation. Another interested party had a trial for one night. I told this person this dog must have a fence or be leash walked, as she is reactive to small animals. He agreed, but waited til I left to try his luck with letting her free roam in a highly populated area in the city. So I went to get her back, knowing this couldn't possibly end well. It seemed she might end up staying, as I was absolutely mentally exhausted from all the failed attempts, and from being cursed at by several others who failed to pass adoption criteria, which included vet checks, character references, evidence of ability to provide adequate care and safe environment. I have taken some time off from trying to adopt her out. Keeping her just seemed easier and safer than continuing to try to adopt her out. It seemed so unlikely that I would find a suitable adopter anyway, with so many desperately needing help. But recently, my health has gone downhill. I have been managing, but having been diagnosed with spinal stenosis and pancreatitis, along with being a full time mom, and caring for my mother, whose health has also declined drastically, it's becoming increasingly more difficult for me to keep up with the demands of caring for her. I've been tired before, and experienced burn out. But this is something entirely different. For the first time, I'm seriously afraid that the day is coming soon that I might not be able to tend to her. I am having more and more trouble walking. And she has so much energy, she desperately needs to be walked and played daily with to keep anxiety at bay. She is such a sweet girl, and has responded well to training. She is in good health, and the thought of her ever going to the county kill shelter terrifies me. But I fear that one day in the near future, I may have no other choice. As I said, I am managing. It is painful many days, and some days I am literally going on autopilot with no regard to my condition. I will continue to do my best to care for her as long as she needs me. But have decided that, in order to avoid the possibility of having to send her to a shelter where she will most likely be euthanized, I need to put forth my best effort to find her a loving home. She is spayed, and as mentioned previously, has had some training. She responds well to cues when I am able to consistently work with her. She loves to snuggle and give hugs. She even likes to dance with her paws around my waist. She loves kids too, but should be supervised as she does get excited and jump up for a hug. She loves to do zoomies too, and at times will forget herself and crash into her person. Very manageable, tho, by a strong healthy person. Regular walks and engagement help with this anxiety induced burst of energy tremendously. She has been sleeping in an air conditioned kennel, with lots of room in a large fenced yard to roam. But what she truly wants is daily walks and playing, and to be inside snuggling with her person. If you have experience with pit babies such as this, have no small animals, and can and will give this sweet girl the life she deserves, please message me. Please be prepared to offer vet references so that I can ensure that she is going to a responsible person. I am ok with self care such as holistic care and self administered parvo vaccines. But I would need to contact your vet to know that she will be vaccinated for rabies and that you are a responsible and loving pet owner. Also, you and your family must be able to keep her environment calm and without chaos as it is a trigger for her anxiety. I know it sounds silly, but I would also need to know that she chooses to go/stay with you to ensure that she will be happy with this transition. Preferably someone nearby, or I am willing to travel and spend a couple days letting you get to know her if you are willing to allow me to see where she will live. I don't care if you're not a great housekeeper. Or if you live in an apartment so long as you have time to walk her. I will not let her go somewhere she is not happy tho, or at risk of encountering and harming another pet. My ultimate goal is to get better. To possibly have surgery for my back, followed by physical therapy to regain strength, to control pancreatic flare ups through diet modification. And assuming I am able to make a significant recovery, I hope to get even more serious about rescue and go on to save many more lives through training and education. I am actually hoping to be able to attend school for training, become certified at a behavioral specialist, and, at some point, provide training to shelter dogs to increase adoptability, as well as to aide in their success post adoption. For those if you who don't know, one of the number one reasons dogs are returned to shelters after adoption is lack of training. And for those of you who do know, you are well aware of how essential training truly is, primarily for large, strong dogs such as pitties, and what a game changer it can be for them. Thank you for reading. Again, I am located in Mobile, Alabama. I promise, if you are qualified and looking, this could be your next best friend! I have never know a dog to more loyal or loving!
Point of contact
https://www.facebook.com/regina.dunklin.50?mibextid=LQQJ4d

This is his character submission I used for a spider-verse server:-

General information
Name: Arthur J. Davila Alias: Spider-Man Relatives: Ligia Owens(Mother), Quentin Davila(Father), Jonathan Owens(Uncle/Deceased)
Age: 15 Gender: Male Height: 5’7’’ Weight: 131 lbs Sexuality/Sexual Attraction: Bi-Questioning Alignment: Hero Secret Identity: Arthur J. Davila Birthdate: January 17th Birthplace: Union City, New Jersey (Moved to Queens, New York) Current homeworld: Earth #624145 Universe: Earth #624145 Interests: He’s really good at art and has started a small little career where he just sells some of his artwork online for a few bucks. He’s also a struggling inventor having made his web-shooters himself and trying to get an internship anywhere so far only really finding opportunities with Professor Connors and Dr.Octavius since he doesn't wanna work at Oscorp at all. He's really interested in music, he's a really big fan of the Mary Janes though he hasn't really met anyone that's in the band he has sat down and watched some of their performances and from afar has developed a bit of a crush on the drummer of the band(Gwen Stacy) though he’ll probably never tell her. Likes: Arthur likes drawing, he likes painting, and doing art is one of his passions. He likes listening to music and has a specific playlist made for whenever he's web-slinging which mainly consists of songs by JVKE. He likes reading comic books a lot some of his favorite characters being The Flash and Nightwing(since Spider-Man comics don’t exist in his universe) and he can get lost in whatever he's reading or doing sometimes not really paying attention to much else. He likes standing up for the little guy, which sounds cliche as all hell but he was once the little guy and knows how it feels, he knows he has to get back up so he does… not for him but for the people he needs to protect. Dislikes: He dislikes constantly being late for school, which feels weird to him considering the fact that he can get across the city in a few minutes, he is just always late when getting specifically there. He really dislikes math class which isn't cause he's bad at it, in fact, he's the one with the best grades in the class he just dislikes it because of how his math teacher tries treating him like he doesn't know anything. He dislikes supervillains (obviously) constantly attacking him and berating him on pretty much a daily basis and he dislikes Oscorp even though he's pretty good friends with Harry Osborn and consequently also friends with Peter Parker of his universe. Iq: 237 Era(Time Period): 21st Century(Present date)
Capabilities
Abilities: Arthur has strength and agility that stand far above those of the average human, allowing him to lift nearly 200 times his body weight and to leap and move at incredible speeds with high accuracy. He also heals faster than normal when injured, though he is not completely immune to viruses and other human ailments. Weapons: His only weapons are his web shooters which he uses to swing around from place to place and web enemies and objects when necessary. So far he has developed a few different types of webbing in his shooters, one that dissolves over time, an electric web, and a concussive web that's incredibly dense. Other than that his only other weapon is his fists and his brain. Rankings: N/A
Backstory: Alright, let's do this one last time… I was born in Union City, New Jersey, and had a fairly normal life when there. When I was around 6 years old my family relocated to Queens, New York where we live now. Growing up I was a pretty average kid, just smarter than the rest. Me and my uncle had a great relationship and hung out most of the time, even though my mother and he drifted apart slowly, my uncle was really the biggest person in my life. I was out on a trip with my class for school when I got bit by a radioactive spider, I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time and was standing where Peter in most universes usually is, so instead of him getting bit, I did. I became the one and only Spider-Man, and I lost some people… namely my uncle who turned out to be one of the two prowlers of my universe and sacrificed his own life to save me… telling me to always get back up and to remember that “with great power comes a need to do good…” not for myself but for other people too. I'm pretty good friends with Peter Parker who I consequentially ended up saving when he turned himself into a giant raging lizard which was… something for sure. And I guess I just patrol the city now, fighting villains and saving people, and on the off chance that I'm not really doing hero stuff, I'm out there working with Pete at our internship with Dr.Octavious or attending some extra classes with Mr.Conners…(Or I'm watching some performances by The Mary Janes) So for now I am the one and only Spider-Man… or so i thought-
Appearance
Eye color: Brown Color schemes: Deep Red, Light Blue, Carbon Gray Hair color: Brown