Great blog posting over at Rottweiler Life: “13 Reasons Not to Get a Rottweiler”
I can confirm that #1, #2, #4, #5, #7, #8, #9, #10, #11, #12 and #13 are all true with respect to the Rottweilers we’ve rescued over the years. Numbers 3 and 6 were the only ones I’m not sure about. But wait, there’s still time and more Rottweilers.
Hope that put a smile on your face this fine Friday.
Yesterday marked the four-month anniversary of our adoption of Porthos. We survived the winter with a rambunctious adolescent Rottweiler. Our house and specifically the trash can fared slightly worse. He’s gradually adapting to confinement in the backyard when we leave to watch a movie or go grocery shopping, but he does not like to be crated when the weather is bad. It’s sad that Terry and I, empty nesters, have to ‘babysit’ our dog and can’t trust him to behave himself when we leave the house.
We took him to the dog park for the first time on Sunday the 22nd. For this first visit, I kept him close to me with the leash at the ready. If Porthos decides to take off after another dog or person, there’s no way I could catch him. He’s very agile and very fast, with powerful almost instant acceleration. I got him to run through the tube at the park a couple of times and pose for a photo:
Once Spring arrived, I started walking each dog every other evening. Porthos is a joy to walk and I get good exercise trying to keep up with him. Lexy takes her time and needs to be coaxed to walk farther than a couple of blocks from home. I haven’t been brave enough to walk both of them at the same time. Maybe in a month or so.
First, go read this article about Three Ways Rottweilers Say “I love you” at RottweilerLife.
Porthos (shown above using one of his toys as a pillow) leaned into both Terry and I from the first day we met over Thanksgiving weekend. He still exhibits this behavior and we give him as much affection as he can stand.
Lexy purr-growled at us as soon as she figured out we were her new home. She also loves to lick us.
My Thanksgiving break was supposed to be less stressful and more relaxing this year because Terry and I decided to 1) not travel to Texas and 2) not host relatives for dinner. While my Thanksgiving day cooking was somewhat less stressful and not on any kind of set schedule (see last week’s blog post), my feet and back hurt quite a bit before we finished dinner and enjoyed pumpkin pie for dessert. My only consolation was I didn’t do eight hours of driving AND cook for eight.
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Apollo and Lexy are so spoiled. AC all day and sunset walks.