Hoist That Rottie in the Air! Pull Him Down!

Rottie in the Air …

By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee/@GeeGranny




Photo of Kissy, our Rottie now.  Sweet Chadwick, our yellow Pup is gone now (January 16, 2015). Photo owned by me, Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee.






I don’t know if you are like me in wanting to improvise ways to do things.  You know like when you are trying to problem-solve.

Like when you don’t know what in the world you could find, use to accomplish some deed you want done.  I like to make things from … nothing.

Like when you want to trim a Rottweiler’s nails.  Like when that Rottweiler doesn’t want his nails trimmed.  Like when he gets very pissed-off if he even thinks you are going toward his nails.

See, about 0 years ago, I had my first Rottweiler.  I loved him with my Heart.  I began by trimming his nails to the tune of … vanilla wafers.  He loved vanilla wafers!  (Now … I know vanilla wafers are NOT good for Pups!)

I had to be very fast trimming his nails … as time went by he grew bigger … and the vanilla wafers would go quicker … he’d run out of them, get an attitude!  He had a growl that intimidated me!

He was my teddy bear but, he didn’t put up with nonsense.  It would be like, “Girl, you better get some more of them vanilla wafers”!

I learned this when I thought I could keep on trimming … he looked me in the eyes, did a growl … he held my hand in his mouth.  He didn’t bite … but, he successfully taught me … who was boss.  No more vanilla wafers for him!  I don’t even know if vanilla wafers would have worked anymore.

Each day while working, I would think about how I could improvise a way to trim his nails.  I thought of how I could keep his head at a safe distance while trimming.   Of course, I didn’t want to hurt my baby.

A light bulb went off one day.  I knew what I was going to do!  I talked to my brother and Tommy, my son.  I had a team … and this was going to work … I was sure it would.  I knew it would be safe at the same time.

I went to my mother, talked to her.  She let me have one of her queen-sized sheets … I took my scissors to it.  I made 4 holes in it for my Rottie’s legs to go through.  I knew when I got ready … his head, tail would be at the edge of the sheet on either side … legs through the holes.

I called my team … my brother, son … they brought rope with them.  They helped me to secure the rope onto the sheet.  See, the plan was … my Rottie was going to put each leg in a hole on the sheet.  I would then, draw the sheet up around him … his head would stick out on one side … tail would be at the other side.

The rope had been thrown over a wooden beam, a rafter … in the room my step-father was remodeling.  All my brother, son had to do was to hoist that sheet, Rottweiler in it … I would hurry, trim every nail on his feet.

You know … do like those mechanics on race-cars.  They have their stuff together!  I was sure I had my stuff together, too!  I could work on this … car!

The sheet, my Rottie went up into the air.  He had a surprised expression on his face … I began to quickly trim his nails.  Be damned, if he didn’t scare Hell out of me!  He made a growl like something I’d never heard!

“Let him down, let him down”!  My brother, son let him down gently.  I told them I couldn’t do it.  That growl made all the other growls he’d ever made … sound like little meows!  This growl told me something.  I listened.

I never did get to trim his nails.  Thankfully, vets know how to do that!  Today when Kissy, our Rottie goes to the vet … they trim his nails.

See, it’s a different Rottweiler in a different time … he doesn’t like it either.  Rather than to put me, him to the stress … I let them trim his nails … and he doesn’t mind.

Don’t try this at your home.  Sweets are bad for your dogs.  I don’t think it’s a good idea to pull a rope/sheet trick like I did either.

I don’t think it wise to swing a Rottweiler from a rafter!  Nor tempt a Rottie with vanilla wafers!




Note by this Author:

I hope you don’t do a dumb thing like I did regarding vanilla wafers, and putting my Rottie up in the air like he was a car to work on.  So much for bright ideas!  He was never in danger … I still don’t think anyone should do what I did.

This is a true story of my life.  I was telling our Vet today about doing that.  They trimmed our Kissy’s nails today.  I’m so glad!  🙂

Photos/story are owned by me … Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee