​How Lisan Came Into My Life

I had a clear understanding of the bloodlines I wanted for my new puppy, but making the final decision took quite some time. In early spring, I had numerous conversations about the potential purchase of a puppy, but the final choice still lingered in the air.

On my birthday, I decided it was time to settle the matter and place deposits on unborn puppies (I always do this because it guarantees the first pick, which was very important to me). So, on the morning of May 18th, I found myself at the bank, placing deposits for two puppies from different pairings. Spoiler alert: only one of those pairs ended up having a litter, and that’s where my Lisan was born.

To say that choosing Lisan was a family affair is an understatement. For some reason, I just couldn’t make the decision alone, so I invited my family and friends to an online viewing. I’m pretty sure all my friends had videos of every single puppy on their phones! Even friends with extensive experience in dog breeding helped me choose, analyzing the angles and structure of the puppies from the videos, commenting on which one had shorter shoulders or better posture. In the end, we picked a chocolate female—a true “village decision.”

Time went on. But I couldn’t shake off thoughts about Lisan. I felt restless inside. She was still available for sale, and no other buyer had claimed her. One morning, I woke up with absolute clarity—something was off. I needed another dog. I called the kennel to ask if Lisan was still available, and they said yes.

That was it—peace of mind. I knew a special dog was coming to my home, and I felt it in my heart. A few days later, the first photos of Lisan were published, and I was overjoyed that she was already mine because the puppy in those photos was truly special.

Since then, I’ve never involved others in choosing my dogs. No matter how much experience someone has, what truly matters is how you feel inside. You must trust yourself and feel that you’re making the right choice. Sometimes fate has its own plans—you just need to trust it a little.

About Lisan’s Parents

As I begin this section, I feel a special joy knowing I’ve had the opportunity to personally see many of Lisan’s ancestors. However, every time I look at the photos of her great-grandparents, I feel a twinge of sadness, realizing I’ll never see those dogs in person—they’re somewhere far away in the USA and Brazil, worlds apart from me.

It makes sense to start with Lisan’s parents. After judging a Pit Bull show in Naples, Italy, I had the chance to visit several kennels. I didn’t waste any time—I quickly set off to tour the kennels, and after that, I eagerly bought tickets to Bologna. There, I picked up Gotcks Bellatrix, who was Lisan’s mother and whom I later bought after Lisan grew up.

First, let me introduce Del Manto Tex-Mex, Lisan’s father, who opened the doors to the Brazilian bloodlines for us.