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Join Date: Aug 2000
Location: Palm Beach, Florida, USA
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I love Rots. Friends of ours used to have two, a male and female couple. They had an acreage, so the dogs were free to roam but were inside dogs too. They were the hugest, meanest looking and lovingest dogs in the world.
The male, in particular looked like he was perpetually about to bite someone's head off. But he was nothing but a big cuddler. If you sat down with him in the room, he would start out in the middle of the room and lay there, looking at you. If you didn't call him over to be petted, he would just lay there but would discretely inch his way over to you. If you waited long enough, he'd end up at your foot. And if you could stand to ignore him even longer, he would eventually lay right on your foot, kind of cuddling up around your leg. The funny thing was that he would do it inches at a time, so slowly that you couldn't see him do it unless you watched for it. When you scratched his ear he would emit this low pitched sound that could have been nothing but purring. Now that was a sight to see. A hundred and fifty pound male Rot, laying on your foot, ear cocked at you, purring as you scratched his neck.
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