Once again, I want to thank everyone for their kind words. It's comforting to know that there are others who know and appreciate what a dog can bring to their lives.
It was 11 years ago on April 20, 1999 , that something occurred that changed my life....and I'm not talking about Columbine. My wife, who had just recently quit her job to stay home and raise (at that time) our two children, left the house for one hour to take our daughter to dance practice. When she returned home, the garage door would not open with the opener. She assumed the power was out. So, with a 4 and 2 year old following behind her, she made her way to the front door which was half way down the side of our house. Upon reaching the door, panic struck, it was wide open. She turned grabbed the kids and ran to the neighbors house calling 911. We had been burglarized, I mean cleaned-out. They took everything valuable except the furniture - tools, electronics, jewelry, firearms, even my kids clothes and boxes of diapers from costco. The biggest thing they took was my sense of security.
Well, the next day at work a co-worker informed me that his rottie just had 9 pups and that I could have the pick of the litter. My wife and I did a lot of research on the breed because of the bad rap that they get in the media. As with any dog, they are only as good as their owners and the more you love them and treat them like a member of the family, the more you get from them. With the research and what we learned, my wife and I felt comfortable adopting a rottie. We learned a few basic tricks about temperament testing and picked the most docile one of the bunch. This turned out to be his best characteristic as he put up with so much abuse (from our 3 kids, ear pulling,etc.) and never once lashed out at them.
As he grew from a pup to fullsize, I regained that sense of security that I lost that day. And for that, I am most thankful. There are all the trivial things that ones dog does but the one I will miss the most is his greeting when I came home from work everyday. As soon as I walked in, he would come up and "lean" up against me. This is common to the breed, they are "leaners".
I hope you all don't mind the rambling on but it is theraputic for me. I am glad to share the relationship I had with my dog and to share what kind of dog a Rottweiler can be. I already feel better than I did a week ago, thanks to you guys.
To you Boomer,
I know you are in peace now, thank you so much for sharing your life with me and my family.
Thanks again everyone!
Derrick