Titen

Lately I have been thinking about one of my old dogs Titen.  He has gotten me through a lot of hard times and just made the day better.  He always listen to me when I talked to him and loved me know matter what.   

He was a Rottweiler that my dad got me when I was 3.  He lived a long happy life till he was 12 years old.  He acted like a puppy till the day he died.  He ran around and chased things in the yard.  Titen even had arthritis in his front shoulder and some days he just lay there in pain.  I always gave him aspirin in a spoonful of peanut butter.  He loved the peanut butter and know if he was in pain he would get some.

When I was in 8th grade he moved into my mom's house with me when my dad movie somewhere where dogs where not allowed.  It took him  awhile  to get used to living with my mom and step dad.  My mom was afraid of him for awhile.  He got use to it and everyone fell in love with him like I was.  He had every one rapped around his big paws.  He got bones, treats, and car rides with open windows so he could put his head out.  He still came with me on week ends when I visited my dad but did not stay the night.  My dog loved my dad but loved me the most.

When I would visits my dad.  Titen would always stay by my side and sleep next to me.  He would step in between me and any one who threaded me even if he know and liked that person.  He loved kids even if kids where afraid of him because of his breed.  He was nothing like what people think when think of the bread.  He was one of the most kinda genital animal I have ever meet.