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Hi, you're at the homepage of the Spoiled Rotten Rotts. My kennel name is Red Tile Kennels. I do Rottweiler rescue in the Pacific Northwest area. I also take in dogs for the local Sheriff's Department on an emergency basis. I've owned Rottweilers for five years. There are two in residence right now, and hopefully another baby the end of May. We are really concentrating on therapy work right now, with an eye to branching out into carting and search dog soon. I hope to have something for everyone here. There will be links to some AWESOME Rottweiler pages, links to Rottweiler health pages, links for education about Rotts, and also some links just for fun.
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Rottweiler Bros Farm. Custom Clothes for you and your Rott. |
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Stonefort Rottweilers |
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B-Naturals...holistic advice and help for your pet. Knowledgeable folks who are experts when it comes to getting and keeping you pets in good health. |
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Brie's Rotts..and Himilayan Persians. My baby is coming from here. His name is Brie's Out for Mischief. The sire and dam are featured on their page. |
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Frontier Rottweiler |
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Rose Arbour Rottweilers |
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R-CK Kennels Homepage |
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Jenecks Rottweilers |
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This page has many items to help keep your animals healthy holistically. Nice folks too. Stop by and see |
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Recycled Rotts. These wonderful Rotts are waiting for a home. They have been abandoned or abused or come from a puppy mill or something else bad. They really need our help and support. The folks here are dedicated to helping these dogs. Stop by and give them your support |
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A Life Goes By
Some people call it the Shelter; most, however know it as the "Pound." In either case, it is a sad place to go.
Inside cold concrete and chain-link fence cages are lively dogs who try everything to get human attention. Only their activity brings life into this otherwise barren place. The dark pink and off-white paint on the walls, smudged by the years and coming off at several places, together with the leaden-colored concrete floor, creates a depressing environment. An old wooden sliding door gives way into a second section. Here, a stone wall partially replaces the chain-link fence to separate the inmates of these kennels from each other. Just like in the front, old smudged dark pink and off-white try to cheer up the depressing environment. Unlike in the front, where the dogs act almost as a pack, these animals neither (or hardly) raise their heads at the passer-by nor bark and jump frantically to get attention.
A uniformed man walks by, leading a dog with one hand, a pink identification card in the other one. Although he tries not to show it, his voice trembles when he encourages the animal to walk through the kennels, and occasionally sadness flashes over his face, which he desperately tries to hide. Both dog and man disappear through a scarred-up metal door in tainted dark pink, with a big whitish sign, which reads in bold black letters, EMPLOYEES ONLY.
The unvoiced sadness in the man's expression has deepened upon his return, when the leash hangs limply on his side. Euthanasia time is one of the saddest moments in hundreds of shelters around the country. The next animal the technician walks by is a spirited and lively black Labrador retriever. While he passes, a visitor looks at both, and her hand reaches out to pet the animal.
"Is he going home'?" she asks in a half hopeful, half anxious voice.
But the man just shakes his head in a silent response, while another sad look escapes from behind the stoical mask, one he could not prevent. The visitor seems puzzled and inquires in a low voice, now no longer sure whether she really wants to know, about the pooch's fate. Hearing the reply, her eyes almost fill with tears: the dog is going to be put to sleep.
Inaudibly her lips form the word "Why?" while the technician looks away, pretending not to see the question or the tears the visitor is desperately trying to hold back. With a low-toned "Excuse me, Ma I am," the man starts slowly to move toward the door with the big white sign, EMPLOYEES ONLY.
The opening door briefly gives way into a short hallway in stained off-white. On the right-hand side, next to the entrance, an open door allows the girl a glance into another room. A small dark red sign shines on the tainted dark pink door; innocent white letters read, EUTHANASIA IN PROGRESS.
Then ,human and animal vanish beyond the closing door, leaving behind a very sad girl. Though she knows what the sign means, she tries in vain to picture it, unable to really imagine: Once the technician returns with an animal, he faces another person holding a syringe, filled with a shining blue solution. A pitiful expression lies on her face as she starts talking to the animal. The technician holds the Labrador with a firm grip from behind, while his other hand stretches out the front leg. still talking softly. Now, the woman reaches out and feels for the vein. She sticks the needle in the front leg. For a last moment, her eyes meet wide open, fearful brown eyes asking that same silent "Why?" when quickly the last drop of the blue, fatal solution disappears, and after a very brief struggle, the dog's expression turns from fear to peace. Slowly, he sinks to the torn linoleum floor, kindly supported by the technician's grip. Finally, the man's grip loosens and gives gently way to the body to stretch it out on the ground.
A last breath, then silence. A life has expired. He was just one among so many uncounted ones, whose only crime was to be born.
COPYRIGHTED by © Michaela Densmore (1993, 1999)
I would like to thank Michaela Densmore for allowing me to print this article.Please take a moment to visit her site also
Thank you so much for stopping by please check back soon to see what I have added.Do you have great Rott site let me know about it.
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