Friday, April 22, 2011

The Rottie Who Lives Through My Back Door

Welcome Through My Back Door on this beautiful Good Friday. I am so happy you have taken time out of your busy schedule to visit me. Well of course the coffee is on. Today we are having Kona and if it tastes as good as it smells we are in for a treat. You know where the cups are, help your self and come meet the Rottie who lives Through My Back Door. He is such a sweet dog, I am sure you will love him.
He is always the first to welcome you when you come and the last to want you to leave. I want to share a little about how I came to get him.  I hope you won't be bored, but I'll make it as quick as possible.
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.
All of my friends love him even those who aren't dog people. He is just a sweetheart, does all the right things and just expects food, water, and a lot of petting.
 Here he is with Andrew. They are almost the same size!
Well I wanted you to know there is more Through My Back Door than just I'll leave you one last picture. This Dasko saying Happy Easter.
As I read other blogs I see how many people love their fur babies and how much they are a part of  your families. Sadly I have seen where some of you have lost yours lately, and I want to recommend the best book.
It is so sweet and well written. I was given this when we lost Hiedi and I can't tell you how many I have given. If you or someone you love has lost a dog or cat. It is a wonderful gift. There is one for cats too.
Well thank you for coming Through My Back Door  where life is good.
PS I wish each and everyone of you a Blessed Easter.


  1. Hi Betty,
    Isn't it funny how our pets come into our lives! This guy definitely looks like a ham and how could you not love him! I have two fur babies with interesting stories behind both of them too! They give us unconditional love, don't they!

    Have a wonderful Easter!

  2. I so appreciate this post, as we just had to put down one of our dogs -- the nicest, sweetest thing in the world -- about a week and half ago. We spent many days crying over our loss. I think I will go to the bookstore and look for that book. I'm sure it will be helpful.
    Your Dasko looks like a wonderful companion! Isn't it funny how they like to take rides in the car?! He is too cute with his bunny ears!!
    Wishing you a happy, blessed Easter!

  3. Dasko is a handsome boy! My hubby and I are very fond of Rotties ourselves. We had to put our big boy(Baer) down last April. He was 12 yrs old. I still miss him to this day. He was my just like one of my kids.He was a gentle giant. Thanks for sharing your story and pics of your Rotties. People totalyl miss understand them. Its not the dog that is bad. It is the owner who makes them bad. They are nothing but big babies.

    Prim Blessings,

  4. Happy Easter, Betty! You and Dasko sound like the best of friends. I know how attached we can get to our pets. They are so loyal and loving, a perfect companion.

  5. Love the story Betty. Glad Dasko is in your life.

  6. Hi Betty,
    Dasko is sure a sweet guy! You can tell it by his face! LOL! They do hold such special places in our lives that's for sure. You are both lucky to have each other!

  7. Hi Betty, Enjoyed meeting Dasko, love the story on how you got him. We are pet lovers ourselves, we have a lab and two of her puppies, 9 weeks old now, very active. We also have several cats, they do become so much a part of the family. Thanks for sharing your fur baby with us. Vicky

  8. I loved reading this, dogs are the best. Dasko is such a great dog, so glad you have him in your family's life. So funny how he wanted to go for a ride too. Enjoy and Happy Easter!~!!

  9. Betty
    He is so pretty~ looks spoiled rotten~ Gotta love our animals they are family!!
    enjoy your day


  11. I so enjoyed my visit. Dasko is a sweetie pie!
    Happy Easter to you and yours.

  12. What a lovely story. Thanks for sharing it with us.

  13. Hello Betty from your friend in south central Alabama! I never owned a rottie but several of my students do. Also, I was reading some of your posts from earlier this year and wanted you to know that mustard is my favorite color. The really prim houses can be so dark and after 30 minutes all that brown gives me a headache. I need light and color and mustard is the perfect answer. I planted 100 egg gourd seeds today so we'll see what comes up. I really enjoy your blog with coffee. Marshel (

  14. I understand how much you love Dasko. A good dog becomes a part of the family. At Thanksgiving we had to put our Heidi to sleep. She was a black german shepherd. We had her for almost 12 years. She was my fur daughter.She was always by my side. I guess that it is good she is in dog heaven now because she would be lost with me in the hospital for so long.

    Thank you for visiting my blog. I so enjoy hearing from you. Hugs, Lura


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