Wow, some broad painting being done in this thread. Holy cow.
I’ve been a lifelong dog owner, and I agree with the sentiment of the OP, while acknowledging that the OP’s statement was too broad. Sure there are some breeds that, by their nature, are happier outside. Okay, got it. From the moment I read the OP, I knew those were not the dogs he/she was talking about. Some of you picking the OP apart knew it too, but it’s more fun to try to tear it down into little pieces. After all, this is the pit, we have to show the appropriate amount of attitude and vile.
So, I’ll say it again, people who leave dogs who, by common sense, SHOULD be inside dogs, outside exposed to the elements, especially when those elements are extreme, are horrible fucking people. Extreme as defined by common sense. Too hot, too cold, whatever.
And for the issue of putting a dog down for behavioral issues rather than health issues, I’ve had to do it, and I challenge anyone to tell me what I should have done differently. Pure bred full size Collie, about 4 years old. Adopted/removed from an abusive household. He was dramatically underweight, teeth were in horrible condition, scared of everything, people, noises, trees, birds, you name it, he was scared of it. I took him in and began trying to nurse him back to health, both physically and mentally. Physically he got better, mentally he did not. Okay, so Taylor was never going to be a well-adjusted dog, so be it. Then one day, I had him outside on a leash walk when my neighbor fired up his loudass Harley about 30 feet away. Holy shit, instant viscous attack dog, like nothing I had ever seen before. How I escaped with out a bite, I have no idea. 5 minutes later, calm again. I learned over the next few months that he was extremely sensitive to loud noises, and the change into full on attack mode began happening more and more often. I called in the professionals. I had one of the most respected dog trainers in the area come and work with him. Nothing worked. It even seemed the more we worked with him the worse he got.
Finally I sat down with my trainer, and my vet, and we all reluctantly agreed that he needed to be put down. His behavior and the way it suddenly appeared was just too dangerous. I had learned to anticipate it and kind of control it, but all it would take is a crashing sound when a passerby was within reach, and there would be injuries and possible worse.
Sorry for unloading that here. I haven’t told anyone about that in over 20 years.
Back to your pitting and broad sweeping generalizations!!