In 1988, I decided I had to have a dog. I had read about the Rottweiller breed, and was intrigued. Such an intelligent dog, and so loyal.... Living alone, it seemed like the perfect companion to me. So I went to see a breeder in London, Ontario. It was a litter of eleven pups (!!) You would think it would be a hard choice, but it really wasn't. My puppy chose me. She was the only one bent on chewing off my toes...