💨 WELCOME CHEECH. 💨 On May 22nd, this hunk was picked up as a stray by North Chicago Animal Control wearing a prong collar. No tags. No microchip. No identification whatsoever. And apparently nobody noticed their 55-ish pounds of forehead had gone missing, because no owner ever came looking for him. So Cheech sat. And sat. And continued sitting while looking like somebody built a pit bull out of cinderblocks, ham hocks, and audacity. Stocky? ✅ Cropped ears? ✅ Juicy noggin? ✅ Built like he should be standing outside a social club on Grand Avenue asking who sent you? Absolutely. Naturally, when we saw him we said, “Put the meatball in the cart”. 🛒 After FOUR MONTHS at animal control, Cheech has officially busted out! And the prong collar? Yeah, that shit ended on May 22nd. We don’t know much about Cheech’s prior life. We don’t know who had him, where he came from, or why nobody came back for this magnificent brick shithouse. And frankly, we don’t give a rats ass. More importantly, Cheech doesn’t need to worry about any of that anymore. We got him now. You waited long enough, big man. All good things from here.