Raising Dexter - A Rottweiler’s Life

Now I am 11 and a half weeks old. I can sit, lie down, give my paw, stand, be gentle … all on command. Now I’m learning “touch”. I go on walks with my Mom (with my collar and lead) and I’m very good at it now. I wait at the curb to see if cars are coming, then we cross the road. My Mom says I’m very good.

And I’m fully house trained now!

I’ve been sick this week and had to go on a special diet and have tablets. The tablets were really gross and I refused to take them unless my Mom crushed them and mixed them with liver spread. (I LOVE liver spread!). I’ve been very hungry all week because of this special diet food - i only get half my usual quantity. I decided to sort this out and acted like a real spoilt brat dog yesterday so they would feed me my normal food again. Yipee, today I got real food again!

I’m almost better.

I am nine and-a-halk weeks old now. I can sit on command, I get a bit more food (i like feeding times a LOT!), I am very good about going outside (almost house-trained), and I know what I’m allowed to play with and what I should “leave”. (I don’t always listed though - its fun to be a bit naughty).

My Mom took me to the Vet to introduce me and she was very proud because I was well behaved. She bought me new toys and I got to choose what I wanted - I slobbered all over a big, bright toy chicken with a bright yellow head, purple legs and pink feet (now known as the “funky chicken”) and I chose a big soft toy bone than squeaks when i bite on it. When we got home I took the funky chicken and buried it in the garden so now its nice and dirty, just the way I like it!

Here are some photos of me taken at 9 and-a-half weeks old.

Me with my birth brothers and sisters. One of these is me at 5 weeks old! (I don’t know which one).