I have a 3 year old pure bred unaltered male rottweiler named Atticus. He is my pride and joy. I got him on my birthday when he was 1 day weaned at 5 weeks. He goes everywhere with me and is a total baby. He is everything the rottie reputation is not. Awesome with kids, non agressive to other animals, and just a major joy in my life!!!!

Hi yall!! I have a black lab which I rescued from the local animal shelter with the help from a friend from our Catholic Charities named Pat. She heard that my neurologist had written his FIRST prescription ever for a companion dog. (he was quite thrilled with the idea too). She called the local shelter and they had just brought in an older black lab which was just what I wanted. Needless to say, I went out the very next day, taking my walker because I needed a dog that could handle someone with equipment like that. I walked down the aisle of cages made me cry and was walking past her because I wanted HER to pick ME out. I have heard that matches are better that way. Well, at first she jus****ched me come to the cage. I slowed down a bit, but when she saw me start to go past she started whining and clawing at her door like no tomorrow!!! Moreso than the other dogs. It was like, *HEY HEY HEY!!! PICK ME!!! I WILL TAKE CARE OF YOU!!!* Well, who in their right mind could refuse that when you have never even touched? So, I backed up my trusty walker and we touched for the first time. It was like magic! She whined and licked and I cried. I said O YESSS!! It was like God himself had sent my Chrysalys (I call her Chrysy) to me so that she could watch over me. She has never been trained to watch for seizures, but by gosh she sure knows when I am going to have them and stays by me when I do. She knows when I am sick and is right there. She is guardian of the apartment complex. She guards the kids around the place. Don't ever lay a hand on a kid when she is around or she barks at you!! Now she is kind of upset with me because I have started making her walk with me and put her on a diet too. She was wayyyyyyyy overweight because I was no****ching what I was giving her or how much. Nor was I walking her much because I could not move. My caregivers and neighbors tried but could not do it all the time. It was bad for her and me. And I would be lost without her. In fact, when I have my surgery, I will be lost without her for the couple of weeks I will need away from her. I will be so sad, but it will be necessary. I have cut back on her food-talk about sad eyes...LOL. AND I make her walk almost every day of the week. It is good for her AND me. Only days we do not get out for our short walks (right now) are when it is raining or I am physically unable such as, I am having seizures or am just plain sick in bed or cannot move from joint or muscle or nerve pain. In case of pain I try to move anyway. The only other reason is if I am gone or if the weather does not cooperate at all. Because of my black 4-legged angel sent to me by God, I have found that I CAN make it every day, even though I have friends who check up on me they are not with me every day all day long. They do not nag me 24/7, beg at me, snore funny, have funny dreams or lick my hand when they know i am sick. I know she is old, she was old when I got her and the day will come when she goes to dog heaven. When that happens I will get another dog if I am still alone. But she will never be replaced. Nor will she ever be forgotten and never will she be replaced.

My dog is a Peke-Pom mix. He is a very playful 6 year old. I have had him since he was 4 weeks old. He can't stand the newspaper for some reason. He will tear up anything in his path when the newspaper boy comes. He loves to go outside and he is a excellen****ch dog. I have been offered alot of money for him($1,000,000.) But he is worth more than all the money in the world to me. He had to have emergency surgery 3 years ago. The vet gave him a shot in his back and paralized him in the rear quarters. A very kind specialist (Vet.) in Columbus, Oh saved his life. It was worse than having a sick child. I know he means the world to my Husband and me.