A girl, a rottweiler,destruction

The stuff Moses has destroyed in our backyard...

He feels no remorse.

A girl, rottweiler,and rain

While there are many dogs out there that  love water, the Rottweiler is not one of them. Rottweilers do not have the want to be wet gene  that many other dog breeds have. but as I have said before, Moses is not a stereotypical Rottweiler.

Moses believes that all wet and all water is good. This causes problems as he likes to drag rain,snow, ice, water, through the backdoor into the kitchen through the living room and up to his throne.

Moses when it snows goes from being a mild mannered, sleepy airhead, to a typhoon of horrible manners and strange activities.  He also becomes like this after a bath and if it is windy.

Moses will ask to be let outside in the snow, rain, wind etc. And for a brief time (at least twenty minutes) all will be quiet. There will be not barking, no growling, no trampling through the house just peaceful bliss.

Then the horror begins. It starts with either a scratching at the door or a pounding on the glass. You hope desperately it is the scratching for that means that you will just have to stand there as he drags his toys in and out. However pounding is a different matter.

Pound. Pound. Pound.
My mother looks at the door.
Let me in! Look what I have!
"Moses you can't bring the croquet mallet in the house."
Pound. Pound.
My mother goes out and takes the croquet mallet from him and puts it back with the others, "No."
"He'll jus t go get it again." I say.
Pound.pound
Let me in! It's not a croquet mallet!
"Where did he get the snow shovel?" I go outside put the shovel away and forget to shut the door. At this exact moment Moses races indoors holding a croquet mallet in his mouth.
Which leads to a chase. Which leads to two very grumpy women .

Girl,rottweiler, disappearance

So the other day I got home from work and called Moses name. There was no skittering of puppy feet there was onlu silence. This worried me because Moses is notorious for getting out of the back yard.  So i searched the house for him. I was about to give up and go outside and wander the a atreets for my dog when I heard what I like to call "moses dreams" from our guest bathroom. I walked in and this is what I found. 

Girl, Rottweiler, play date

Today,Vahan came over to play with Moses. For two whole hours on a sunny August afternoon. While watching the two I discovered something, Rottweilers don't really run around when they play. they much prefer to lay down and bite at each other.

Moses and Vahan are prime examples of Rottweiler play . Neither of them are ambitious enough to run the yard but both of them believe that it is a good thing that they can lay down in the shade and nip at each other. There are no longer bowling balls of fur , they are wrecking balls. Both puppies now weigh over 90 pounds , and Vahan is still a bit bigger,  but Moses is A barrel of muscle. This play date is more even than one would expect.

Vahan chomps down on Moses' leg, he pulls but to no avail. Moses neatly jump over the offender. Vahan does it again but this time Moses is prepared he leaps forward but his much bigger brother does the unthinkable. He dodges and uses a distraction technique, picking up a soccer ball and running with it. Moses tries to defend against the oncomming soccer attack but it takes up too much energy so he promptly lies down in the shade. Vahan seeinh how comfortable the shade looks also decides to lay down but with the soccer ball. It seems we have a stale mate folks.

I'll update you when it ends, if ever.