We’ve entered a stage in parenthood where the TV is becoming a viable candidate as babysitter. Usually, I only expose my daughter to quality programming…Frisky Dingo re-runs, sporting events, etc. I just worry about when she’s with my wife. From re-runs of Reba to Christian breeders, my wife’s choice in television programming is questionable at best.
While being tortured by my daughter and Animal Planet with the “greatest animal moments in a commercial” this weekend, I discovered the solution. My daughter loves doggies. My wife loves shows about midgets. Enter Animal Planet’s Pit Boss.

A hard-living little person training the most misunderstood and often volatile breed of dog. Wow. The only way I’m watching this is if the dogs get to fight the midget.
