zeitlos wrote:
Rottweilers are the dogs that are arguably the most misunderstood. Precisely for the reasons you mentioned, because they are big and strong. Anyone who deals with these dogs will quickly understand that this is a tragedy and shows a lot of ignorance. They are family dogs with (very) great social skills. Very sensitive and very smart. For this reason, they are also often used and recommended in these areas. Of course, like any other breed of dog, if they are abused or mistrained, they can develop other sides. Incidentally, another breed of dog is at the top of the list when it comes to bite statistics: the (loyal) German shepherd dog. Here, too, I assume that education makes a big difference.
We used to have smaller dogs. These were no comparison to our Rottweilers, i.e. they sometimes snapped. In contrast, you literally could take the food out of our Rottweilers' mouths while they were eating. They were all incredibly good-natured and didn't allow themselves to be annoyed. When I went for a walk through the village with them, all sorts of dogs (mostly small ones) would bark and attack them. They always stayed calm. By the way, where I live, every Rottweiler has to take and pass a character test. Well, the Yellow Press did "a great job" 15 years or so ago.
Hopefully our little (and soon to be big Neno too) will be just as faithful a companion as our Rottweilers before him. I am confident since he also loves people.
Back to the picture and why I'm sharing the portrait with you here: It should reveal a glimpse into this good-natured and loving dog's soul.
The little one looks curiously into life and is excited to see what awaits him. Hopefully many dear people too.
P.S. And I believe in photography and hope that a picture can still tell more than words ...Show more →
My Rottweiler was named Daytona after my favorite race (the one I always strived to win but was never able. I did get 2nd once and 3rd once). We don't always achieve our dreams. But the pursuit is wonderful and worthy in itself.
He was my pit dog. He sat in the team pit area, and many people (often thousands) a day would come by. He loved to greet them. When we had to entertain VIPs and Fans he and I had a routine we would do. He was smart, and did wonderful tricks to entertain them. Of course none of this would have been possible if there was anything at all unstable, or unsafe in his personality.
My Wife and I loved him like a Son. If there is a heaven he is patiently awaiting me there as he always did.
1bwana1 wrote:
My Rottweiler was named Daytona after my favorite race (the one I always strived to win but was never able. I did get 2nd once and 3rd once). We don't always achieve our dreams. But the pursuit is wonderful and worthy in itself.
He was my pit dog. He sat in the team pit area, and many people (often thousands) a day would come by. He loved to greet them. When we had to entertain VIPs and Fans he and I had a routine we would do. He was smart, and did wonderful tricks to entertain them. Of course none of this would have been possible if there was anything at all unstable, or unsafe in his personality.
My Wife and I loved him like a Son. If there is a heaven he is patiently awaiting me there as he always did.
Thank you for sharing this wonderful and personal story with us. And wow, second and third at Daytona!!! Wow, wow, wow (You see, not everything depends on a win...actually, it's just the icing on the cake...)
Our Blake who died a few months ago was even terminally ill the dearest and good-natured guy. I miss him so much. In his case I also hope there is heaven because then I will see this incredible friend again.
