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Rocky’s Life

Today started like any normal day would, until I received an email BEGGING me to help a chained Rottweiler in Baltimore City. I knew I had to help him, but how. The woman from feline rescue, Lizzy, told me that she was going to try to talk to the man and see what he would do. Knowing that she had NO experience with the Rottie breeds, I told her I was going with her.

Between both of our work schedules, we wouldn’t be able to go there until after 7pm. This meant it was dark out, the only way to see the dog was thru the alley, and the neighborhood the dog was in is crime rate number 1. They walk around with guns in their pockets like it’s nothing, and here I am going to try to take a dog away from someone. If anyone knows anything about Baltimore City, we were in the middle of Park Heights Ave and Shirley street, which can send chills up your back. I figured tonight was my night to either have a bullet lodeged in my head, have my arms behind my back in handcuffs from being arrested, or if all worked out I’d walk away with a dog.

Well, all worked out. After trying to have a somewhat decent conversation with a man that talked a totally different language them me, he finally realized he needed to hand over the dog. He kept telling me his dog is happy and loves living outside. He considers 2 kinds of animals in this world. 1 is a pet and 1 is a guard dog, and what he had was a guard dog. He said they don’t belong in the house. I knew this wasn’t going to be easy. He started yelling at me a couple times, and all I could say was “Sir, I’m not yelling at you, so do not yell at me” I was trying to keep it cool otherwise the dog would suffer. Finally, after telling the man he needed to produce vacine records, show me a license or he would be fined $500 and I would have animal control here at about 4 am in the morning, to take his dog, he started calming down. Then I had to do a little more bullshitting. I said to the man “Look, do you love your dog, do you care about your dog, or is he just a guard dog?’. I didn’t give him a chance to answer yet, cuz then I said (bullshitting to him) “Look sir, don’t tell me you don’t care about your dog, you’ve been feeding him, giving him water, and he looks great, so that means you care, so why don’t you care enough and let us take your dog and find a family that will keep him inside and give him a home, keep him warm and have a life” The man must have gotten a heart all the sudden cuz he said “you want my dog, you wanna take him now?” I said to him,yes we do, we have a leash with us. And that’s when Lizzy pulled it out of her jacket. The man looked at us in shock. I guess he thought he’d play our bluff, but we weren’t playing. He said “Go around and get him”. I told the man I need him to get the dog and hand him over to us. So we went and met him in the back of the house, in the alley again. The guy came down the steps, walked over to me (i was on the other side of the fence in the alley) and said “come in and get hime”. I said “sir, you must unlock this gate and bring your dog out to me”. Dammed if he was getting me for trespassing and stealing his dog. I had witnesses to prove he gave me his dog.

Well, it took him 10 mins to get the chain unhooked from the collar. The dog had been wearing that same chain that was only 2 ft long since he was 8 weeks old, 24/7, 3-4 yrs now. He had never been off the chain, never ran around, never had a toy, and never got rubs.

Here is a picture of the dogs HELL HOLE Of a house for his life. In one of the pictures you’ll notice a dark shadow, that is the dog. (We think he said the name was either Blacky or Rocky (speaking english was not his sprciatly). The pics of the shed were taken when Feline Rescue was there this afternoon.

The next pic is of Blacky/Rocky getting his first ride ever to a new life

This is a picture of Blacky/Rocky when he first walked into his foster home for the night. Notice the collar, you’ll see a closer look in a few.
This is the first time he’s ever seen or played with a toy

Heres the collar that has been on him for a very long time. Notice the hair that is still attached to it.
Notice how filthy and old it looks

These last 2 pics are Rocky in is foster home getting used to it for the night (this is only a temp for the night) and getting ready to be fed. Notice he now has a new collar on him.

We were not ready to have to take in a new dog at the present time because of everything going on with Ernie, but how could you say no to a dog that has been chained his whole life? So if there is any way you can help us with either the vet bil (vaccines, neuter, checking his eyes/ears/neck–they all have marks on them and he may have glaucoma in one eye) this would be greatly appreciated. We are also looking for a permanent home or foster home for Blacky/Rocky (his name will be changing very soon). If you are able to foster please contact Susan at Pitsrotts4life@aol.com. If you are able to help with the unexpected bills of saving this chained dog, please use the paypal link or you can mail in your donation. Thank you for any help you can give.