Farewell, Porthos

Rest in Peace, Porthos

Porthos ran off to heaven a week ago on October 10, 2019.  Of all the Rottweilers we’ve rescued, Porthos was the first to succumb to the common ailment of bone cancer.  Everyday, I come home from work and I miss his whine of excitement. I miss his laps around the kitchen, dining room and great room. I miss evening walks with him. I miss cuddling with him before falling to sleep. I keep telling myself he’s in a better place and that he’s no longer in pain or suffering.

You will be sorely missed, Porthos. We love you!

Porthos (10-02-2019)

More Than a Quarter of Porthos

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.