[godfreyc]

Well this isn't a rottweiler story, but fate IMO just the same. I was on my way home and for some reason the shelter just kept pulling at me when I was driving past. I thought I'd just walk through. I went in and I had to wait for someone to take me back there. There were all these big loud dogs. Mostly black, you all know how that goes. But there all by hisself in this big cement run was a little 7 pound rattweiler :D More commonly known as a black and tan chihuahua. He was just sitting in the back shivering. The woman opened the gate for me and he burst out of there jumped in my arms and started licking me all over. I just kept petting him and talking to him and he was soooo desperate, like PLLLEEEAAASE get me out of here. He couldn't leave that day because he just came in and I had to wait 3 excruciating days, calling to check on him everyday. That morning I made hubby camp out in front of the pound an hour before they opened. First come first serve so to speak. About a half hour before they opened a guy pulled up next to us and my heart started pounding so I got out and stood at the door. When they let us both in we just kept looking at each other and I could tell he was thinking the same thing. "Please don't take my dog." I got to go first and I told her which dog I was there to pick up. The guy next to me breathed a sigh of relief. He was there for the cocker. Zeus was thrilled I came back for him. As I was walking out a lady walked in. She had wanted my boy. Needless to say I'm glad I got there first. When I took him to the care all hubby said is, "That's the ugliest dog I've ever seen." He agrees with me now. Zeus is one of a kind and a really great dog. I wouldn't change a thing.