I am a senior. I am a Rottweiler. I am a lover. I am looking for a family to love.
I was with a family for a long time, as long as I can remember. As I got older, I began to have problems jumping, then running, then walking. One day, my family took me to the homeless dog shelter and said goodbye. It was very confusing for me.
The shelter staff were great and said they “loved Rotties” which is really neat because I’m used to people being scared of the way I look. I couldn’t believe how many dogs kept being dropped off there and coming in the back of these big trucks. They told me I needed to be adopted or rescued and if that didn’t happen in a weeks time, there was a chance I could go to sleep forever. Because of my medical issues, I was deemed rescue only, which meant I couldn’t be adopted, I could only go to a rescue. On the last hour, of the last day, a few people from this Marley’s Mutts team came to the shelter and asked if I would like to go with them. I told them I wasn’t a mutt and they explained their founding dog was part Rottweiler and that they rescued all creeds and breeds and dogs! I was sold and hopped in a very smelly truck, headed for a place called Doggy Haven (it’s on Haven Lane😉). When I first got there, I was in bad shape. I had acute osteoarthritis and was very thin.