The story of the Creation of the Rottweiler.

THE CREATION OF THE ROTTWEILER

Once upon a time, long, long ago, before Mankind and Dogdom learned to love one another, the Grand Canine Council of Eight, which govern the fate of all dogs, called an important meeting. It had been decided that the governing of dogs would be more easily accomplished if each dog was designated by the name of his choice, and each breed could then select a prototype to portray breed characteristics. This action was deemed necessary because Mankind and Dogdom were to soon unite, hopefully to the benefit of each.

On the appointed day, the representatives gathered and one by one, in an orderly fashion, each made his selection from a series of catalogs depicting body parts available.

As the day wore on, it became clear that there was not enough material on hand to satisfy all breed requirements. Shortages were beginning to develop, especially in the ear and tail categories. A few of the breed representatives began to show signs of anxiety. A Greyhound crowded near a large dog at the front of the line. "Please, friend Rottweiler," whined the Greyhound, "Let me take your place in line. If I stay at the end of the line there won't be any long tails left, and without long tails to act as rudders, Greyhounds will run crookedly."

"Well, okay," said the Rottweiler, and he moved back a step for the grateful Greyhound.

The line began inching forward again. "Pardon me, sir," rumbled a deep voice at the Rottweiler's shoulder. "Would you mind if I went ahead of you?"

"Well," said the Rottweiler, "I really don't think....."

"You see," the deep voice went on, "We St. Bernards must have great size to perform our rescue work in the snow. It's extremely difficult for small dogs to rescue people. Just think of all those lost children."

"Oh, all right," sighed the Rottweiler, and again he moved back in line.

And so it went......a little prototype dog for whom a long body was essential so he could wriggle into badger holes edged in; a terrier type needed agility and speed to catch rats; another needed a dense coat to be comfortable while guarding sheep in winter; a tiny prototype needed a silky coat to please those upon whose lap she sat. Finally, all that remained was the tired canine who had patiently yielded his place to the others. Sadly, he looked through the catalogs. Most of the items had black lines drawn through them....all of the good stock was gone. The Rottweiler sighed deeply.

"HURRY UP!" yapped the Eighth Fate, without looking up.

"Well," said the Rottweiler, very alert now that his turn had finally come. "I guess a big deep chest won't look bad with small ears that stand up sharply."

"Sorry," said the Eighth Fate. "All out of stand up ears."

"NO STAND UP EARS!" howled the Rottweiler.

"That's what I said. We can give you rosettes, long or medium-short, but they all drop."

"I'll take the medium-short," said the Rottweiler with disappointment. "They won't be too noticeable with a nice bright color combination."

"NO BRIGHT COLORS," yipped the Second Fate. "Only black."

"BLACK?" Snarled the Rottweiler.

"Wait, wait," whimpered the Fourth Fate, in an attempt to placate.

"Here are a few tan markings you can scatter on the face and legs."

"I have three white hairs here," said the Fifth Fate. "Not enough for everyone, but occasionally you can sprinkle two or three on a chest."

"It's not really what we had in mind," said the Rottweiler. Then he brightened, "However a big plume of a tail will make up for everything."

"SORRY," barked the Sixth Fate. "NO TAILS."

"WHAT?" roared the Rottweiler, "You expect me to report back to my breed chairman in BLACK with a few tan markings, DROP EARS and NO TAIL?"

"Sorry," said the others. "You should have gotten here sooner."

"One moment," the Chief Fate interceded. "This prototype was one of the first to arrive."

"I can't help that," said the Eighth Fate crankily (he was getting very tired.)

"Besides," added the Third Fate, "All of the catalogs are closed. There are no more supplies to be had."

"I realize that," answered the Chief Fate, "But we can do what all good dogs should do......give something of ourselves."

From each of us, Rottweiler, you will receive one gift to bestow upon your breed: COURAGE, GENTLENESS, INTELLIGENCE, STRENGTH, LOYALTY, PLACIDITY, HANDSOMENESS and VIGILANCE. However, the greatest attribute of any breed you already possess in abundance.....A GENEROUS HEART."

Beverly Mitchell

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"The Lord will never give us anything greater than He knows we can bear."

Google Images loves us!

I really enjoy sharing the photos I take of my Rottweiler family with everyone on this blog. I just got an email from a friend in California that showed me just how popular these photos are. The lady was doing a search through Google Images under the words "Rottweilers watching TV" and she told me to take a look at the search results. It seems most of the pictures on the first few pages came from this blog. Wow! Give it a try, we have 14 pictures on the first 3 pages.

 

Just a reminder to all our Rottie friends.

I came across an old bumper sticker that I bought many years ago. It was designed by the wonderful Rottie artist Peggy Rose. I don't know if these are still available but the message it contains must certainly never be forgotten. Click the image for a larger view.

We have had the privilege to own (and be owned) by six gorgeous Rottweilers in the last 17 years. Only one was bought from a breeder. Four were rescued and one, my first, was a gift. I can tell you that each and every one was a joy to live with and they have all made a lasting impression on us.

  

Sleeping Beauty

Ruff had an exciting day today with his favorite human visitors. He spent so much time jumping from one to the other getting hugs and kisses that he wore himself out. (Probably not but it sounds nice) Anyway, mid-way through our television evening, long after the company went home, Ruff had himself all curled up sound asleep on the couch and it sure looked to me like he had wrapped his four feet around his face.

He is a real sleeping beauty.

 

A beautiful afternoon.

Mom took on some chores this afternoon babysitting Ruff and Axl while watching the Olympics in London on TV. Axl sure looks comfortable sharing the couch.

Click the image for a larger view. 

  

Changing of the guard - meet my new Nikon. Better pictures coming.

My old Nikon D40, that I've used to take the pictures on this blog since we got our baby Rottweiler Ruffin almost 6 years ago, has been replaced. The image count was up to almost 11,000 and they were not as bright and clear as they were before. Besides, the poorer image quality required too much time retouching them. A few days ago I started looking for a replacement and found a brand new Nikon model, the D3200, with specs that were five times better than the old camera. I'm not doing camera reviews here but this camera is a real beauty - in more ways than you would expect. It came in Red! Fire engine red, metallic-cherry red and it is pretty just to look at. OK, here it is.

Here are a few of the first pictures taken with the new camera. Click the image for a larger view.

Unlike the older Nikon, the new camera can also take video and in 1080P High Definition, too. So there is a  possibility I will be able to upload some video clips of our boys playing and link them to this blog.