Beloved readers, by now you must know how Hollywood’s use of Rottweilers as the generic “scary dog” pisses me off.
In an attempt to convince show biz and the public that there are non-Rottweilers that are so scary they will make you sterile, every Friday I offer up another one.
Feast your retinas on this. I hope they don’t detach as a defense mechanism.
Holy crap!
Just when you thought there could not possibly be MORE CUTE PUPPIES on this blog, I give you these little rolling balls of adorable.
From Neu-Rodes Rottweilers:
Not wanting to share right now...
Yes, drink in all my cuteness ...
I'm taking ur pot ... not givin' it back ...
Rudie was panting today after going to the park and I noticed a bump on the edge of his tongue.
Gross! Seriously! What the hell is THAT in my precious baby's mouth?
It’s white underneath, and while it doesn’t seem to bother him, I’m a freak when it comes to his health and have already sent a “mayday” e-mail to my friend Teresa Bradley and taken a photo of the bump.
Holding a phone to take a picture while using your other hand as a crowbar and forceps is not easy.
Is it a splinter? A canker sore? Did he catch crud from another dog?
I’m going to get some wine and try to calm down.
Rottie have really big heads. This may explain why they are always looking for something to rest them on.
Rudie's head is weighted down by cuteness.
Because of a blogging software problem, the post about Rudie getting a kitty question was garbled.
Please forgive us and read the post again.
- The Management
As part of my grassroots campaign to show moviemakers and the television industry that when they need a scary dog, there are better choices than the Rottweiler, which seems to be Hollywood’s default setting, I give you this cup of nightmare fuel:
Eeeeeek!
The tongue is awesome!
OK, I know, I’ve been posting puppy pictures lately, but how can you EVER get enough?
My friend Stacey Wetzel’s bitch Yadda had a litter a few weeks ago and sent me some photos.
I share them with you.
It’s trickle-down cuteness!
You’re welcome.
So sweet!
Rudie ponders the question about Bitty the Kitty from Amy K. After realizing that he is not an expert on feline issues, Rudie turns to Dr. Melissa Turnbull for help.
Rudie: Ohboyohboyohboy!
I got an e-mail question! I am SO stoked!
OK, gotta settle down. Got this from Amy K.:
I have a pet question for you. It is about my cat so if you don’t have an answer, well, she’s a cat and they are one of life’s great mysteries.
When my special needs cat, Squeaker, passed away in 2007 at 16.5 years of age, I just didn’t know what to do with myself or all the free time I suddenly had on my hands.
A friend had just moved into a tiny house with two cats, a dalmatian, his girlfriend, and all their baggage (I’ll just stop there). Anyway, he asked me to take care of Bitty (the cat in question) while he got settled in to his new home and I gladly accepted. I’m thrilled to still have her with us today! What a great friend he was to help me while making it seem like I was helping him. Miss Bitty is a female chocolate point Siamese who is now 9 or 10 years old.
When she lived with my friend, Bitty never stayed in one place long and didn’t often sit on laps. She was friendly but a little skittish. Since moving in with us she has become quite friendly – preferring to be petted, kissed, hugged, spoken to or held whenever I’m around. I worry that she has become a little too attached to me. My husband tells me she naps much of the day, waits by the door for my return and then doesn’t leave my side most of the evening.
For a while, I thought Miss Bitty liked being the only animal in the house and was just soaking up the attention. Now I wonder if she needs another cat in the house to keep her company. Do you think that is a possibility? Do you know of a gentle way of finding out without springing a new sibling on her with possibly disastrous results? Or is the greater danger having Bitty act mean to a new kitty because she doesn’t want to share?
Any advice you have would be most welcome. I want to do right by my sweet kitty but she isn’t talking in any language I can comprehend.
Amy K
First of all, congrats for caring about your kitty! But being Rudie the Rottweiler, cats are a mystery to me, too, so I’m going to turn this over to Dr. Melissa Turnbull of West Salem Animal Clinic. She knows SO much about kitties — it’s almost scary! Take it away Dr. Turnbull!
Hi Amy – Thanks for writing in about Bitty.
I have a few suggestions that might help with her constant adoration of you.
I think that a lot of indoor only cats go without the environmental enrichment they so need. This includes multilevel cat trees with possibly some bird feeders strategically placed to provide hours of enjoyment (this also means a level of commitment to the birds and keeping the feeders filled and clean!), toys that distribute treats as she plays with them and yes, possibly a cat playmate.
Did she get along with the other cat she lived with?
The Humane Society will sometimes let you try a cat or let you take your cat in to meet one.
I am not sure if they will let one out on a trial basis but you could ask.
I think she is finally in a home that will let her shine and her true personality has come out.
She may have been intimidated by the other cat in the former household (or the dogs for that matter) If her behavior change is profound, you might want to visit your veterinarian for an exam to make sure all is well.
I hope these suggestions help
Dr. Melissa Turnbull
From Rudie: See Amy? Dr. Turnbull is sooooooo smart! I just wish I could visit with her without her putting a thermometer up my butt.
Today was busy.
I dropped my husband, Dennis, off at the start of the enormous event ride Reach the Beach in Newberg, Ore., at 8 this morning.
After dashing home and a quick trip to the gym, I packed up Rudie and headed to the coast to pick up Den, and let Rudie have a look at the Pacific Ocean.
Rudie trots around on the end of the continent.
The ride ended in Pacific City, and the roads leading to the finish line and the finish area were a mob scene.
All of the commotion not only didn’t phase Rudie in the least, he acted like the whole thing was set up to welcome him, and trotted around like a visiting celebrity.
He smiled at everyone, snuggled up to dozens of people, and pretty much soaked up the love. His only bad moment came when he pulled Den off his very tired legs while I was in the porta potty.
And while Rudie liked running around on the beach, he eyed the moving water with suspicion.
Cher is a good mom.
So I’ve been scaring my readers with photos of hideous dogs for a while, and it has been amusing.
And now for something completely different.
Rudie’s mom, Cher, had five puppies about five weeks ago, and I got to see them Tuesday.
Brace yourself for the onslaught of CUTE!!!
Don't you just want to snuggle this little pup?
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