Why a rottweiler?

I have had an english cocker-spaniel whose name was Daffy. He became eight years old. Some years passed by and I had no thoughts at all in getting anonther dog. Then I met the wonderful, well trained, cuddly rottweiler-bitch Sassa - who came visiting our home sometimes.

A co-worker to my fiancee was Sassa's owner and when he should travel or wanted a weekend off I took care of her. This marvellous dog-girl and I had so much fun. We went forest-walking and she was a truly nice companion. I never needed to be worried about having her unleashed because she always came happily when I called her. To have such an obedienced and cuddly dog was a pure joy to take care of. In a short way I can tell you that I fell in love totally with Sassa - and every time she went back to her master I just longed for the next time we should meet.

After having knowing Sassa for about two years, she got cancer and had to be put to sleep. I was so sad and missed her very, very much - I still do sometimes actually. My thoughts was drawn to maybe buying our own dog. My fiancee and I was unanimous about the race...

BUT we worked full-time both of us so we didn't think it was such a good idea to have a dog. One and a half year passed by and I couldn't stop dreaming about the "dog-purchase". Then my life changed dramatically. I decided to start to study and when the schedule arrived I thought "it's now or never". Now I should have the time to take care of a puppy. I read a couple of hours in school every week, and the rest is to be made at home, so it fitted good.

Finally, we decided to go along with the purchase. It was a rottweiler-pup we should have. I started to search the Internet for cennels and made up a list. So when we had vacation we took our car to drive to different cennels to have a look...

My darling Daffy 1986 ----------- Sassa 1997

Nothing became as I have planned...

I, who like to plan, and stick to my planning, was truly shakened now. I had decided for us to have a bitch and that we should be very careful in our choise of breeder. In a short way of putting it I had planned for us to first have a look at differens places, then think, then have another look....

Instead the situation became like this:
We arrived to the first place - which didn't even was planned. We saw the ad in a newspaper and said; "well, it's on the way, so lets go there and have a look".

Jan (my fiancee) and I started to quarrel after about ten minutes. He had then fell in love with a little "he-puppy"... yes, it was little Abbe - but we didn't know that then (laughing).

I wanted a little puppy-girl who was chewing at my shoestrings. Oh dear, she was soooo sweet. I did NOT even glance at little Abbe, because I should NOT have a "puppy-BOY".

Everything went chaotic. Jan wanted to leave a down payment for a puppy. I wanted to go to the other places and have a look. I do not now what happened actually - but suddenly I had agreed to make a deposit for a puppy-BOY..... and make a telephone call the day after and say "yes or no".

When driving from this place wild discussions occured between me and Jan. We talked about all my thought of why NOT have a male-dog. I was truly afraid to have a male-dog when the breed was rottweiler... After a long while I agreed to go back and have a look at little Abbe... this we shouldn't have done.... I was stucked because Abbe showed himself from his BEST side and charmed me totally.

This, my friends, was the true story.... not att ALL as I had planned. But it turned out to be perfect anyway and today I am tremendeously happy for the situation.

Hello my English speaking visitor!

I just want to say that I have not translated all my writings yet. As soon as I get the time I will of course do it. Since I live in Sweden I have English only as a second language - so please be a little understanding when reading my texts.

Otherwise I welcome you and hope that you will enjoy your stay here with Ambrosius and me. This site is regularly updated so please come again.

Suzanne & Ambrosius