Friday, April 22, 2011
The Rottie Who Lives Through My Back Door
My husband and I have always loved rottweillers. Our first was a female named Heidi and she was gift from a friend. Our grandchildren grew up with her and all of my special kids knew her and loved her. She was smart and would count and do other things on command. The best dog ever. Well she lived to be 11 years. A few month before she died we got Hillary. We bought her from a tech at our vet. She was the WILDEST dog ever. Honest, she was.
She was beautiful and stubborn. she ate hundreds of dollars worth of stuff, including Christmas ornaments. She was so sweet and full of herself. Not a viscious
bone in her body. She lived to be 12 years old. We had to have her put down in February 09. As she was aging I knew it was time to look for another one. There had been some big changes in my life and I began to pray, asking God to send me the right dog. I didn't want to make a mistake. I wanted one at least 3 years old as I couldn't deal with the puppy thing. So I narrowed my search down to 3. I called my vet and she didn't like any of them. She asked me not to make any decisions before I heard back from her. I complied and got the call the next day about Dasko. It was the girl we had bought Hillary from. She had bought Dasko to show and he hadn't gotten big enough. If I wanted him she would give him to me. So enter Dasko in my life. To this day she swears she doesn't know what got into as she never parts with her rotties. (She had bred one litter,of which Hillary was one, and no more.) I laugh and tell her it was a God thing, she had no control over it. Well needless to say four years later he and I are best friends. My life is much richer because of him. He is a clown, protector, and almost the perfect dog. Yesterday he wanted to take a ride. Got into the car and didn't budge. I took him to the convenience center to take the trash. After we got back he hopped right out.
Well I wanted you to know there is more Through My Back Door than just prims.lol I'll leave you one last picture. This Dasko saying Happy Easter.
Well thank you for coming Through My Back Door where life is good.
PS I wish each and everyone of you a Blessed Easter.