Staffs are pits, you'll find plenty of mongs to argue the opposite but take my word for it staffs are pits. Pits from northumberland (ironically enough) actually that predate the moniker staffordshire, they were brought down here by Nuttall and mated to a known terrier type in wigan...the offsprogs were eventually first registered in (you've guessed aint ya) Staffordshire and the district coupled with the breed type (a bull and a terrier) was how the line kopt it's kc name. Dr. in the isle man owns that first registered paperwork, turned down 5 figures for it in the late '80s, i digress...staffs are bred down pits, northumberland pits...pit dogs (the yank intervention just confuses matters)
Sometimes the trouble with dogs involves the people who aint even there, i sat in the garden once eating something with me dog at me feet, on the beg. Out of the corner of my eye i seen my young nephews leg swing back and boom he volleyed my dog in the rib cage (the dog did'nt move from staring down me grub)...i put me grub down and slung me nephew an open handed winger off the top of his head, whereupon he burst into tears as if the fourth bridge had hit him on the head and ran into the kitchen grassing me up to my Mrs. I kopt a mouthful from her and the nephew got a large kit kat out of it. I couldnt resist but ask if she had mentioned that the nephews parents had not been getting on and a parting of the ways may be on the cards and my Mrs asked me with a straight face if i was trying to imply the incident in the garden was tied into the nephews parents divorce....i assured her i wasnt because the incident in the garden was more likely to be tied into an a pelican crossing in alicante...i got demoted to the little bed for that one.
The staff type in northumberland could easilly have been fitting, a small dog with bad intentions can easilly take fingers off (spaniel types/honestly) and i've not read mention of serious enough injury to easilly explain an outright child biter...though obviously any damage to a child is too much. A smallish fit dog, say a parsons russell is absolutely capable of fast walking 20miles a day, every day for a ten stretch..they wont bite fuck all your honour exercised correctly, trouble is finding humans with that much energy. A loon asked me once how i'd trained me dog to retrieve a ball so incessantly with it not being a retriever coz he'd tried the game with his dog but it was a no go (an half bred english bull that looked to be devastated to have landed where it had)...i told him straight 'you've no chance'. He wanted to know why he had no chance and i was some kinda superbollox (kin hell)..so i told him 'you've got a 6yr old son that spits on and throws tins at your mrs in the supermarket and you, your mrs and your son all speak the same lingo...dog ball....not a prayer mucker'. He replied 'you're a fuckin weirdo you'.
Kid i used to train with bought a lovely looking pit (you know what i mean), he read me face when he told me he'd bought it, i told him to get shut, it would go for him...i got laughed at, it was a pup and i had'nt even seen it..dog had him by the kite before the end of it's 2nd year...the kid in question bounces about, try it, go to your friends and relatives houses bouncing about, swing your shoulders whilst your at it you might instigate some gym chat...won't go down well....did'nt go down well with the dog.