The Protecter - A Rottweiler

by Aislinn
(Idaho)

When I was growing up, my mom and dad's friend had two Rotties.

Big old Ben and little baby Dottie.

(Of course now my protector has passed and I haven't seen Dottie in years!!!)

Anyway, my dad used to chase me around with tongue out. Ben would herd me against the wall and gently but firmly, push me against the wall and let out yelps.

How cute!!!! That's my story.

Hope you liked it!!!!!!!!!

>.< love and hugs, Aislinn!