my life by one rescued rottweiler

Hi my names Barney , im a 5 yr old male rottweiler.

Well where do i begin,

my life hasnt allways been great, up untill a few months ago [ november last year], life to me was just abuse and living in a kennel . From an early age I was beaten and abused , I still bear the scars to prove it ,both phisicaly and mentaly. I was chained up and beaten ,kicked and hit with objects sticks and things. Even when I was rescued and placed into somewhere that was supposed to care for me the torture never stopped. I was used as a piece of meat just kept caged, im not sure for how long some say months some say longer ?, Ive blanked a lot of my earlier life out ,its to painful for me to remember. i was kept alive,unlike some i saw come and go at kennels. Ok i might not be the most stunning looking rotty you will ever see, im not a cute cuddly puppy, but does that condemb me to a life of cruelty. You live your life being beaten ,kicked, poked/prodded, shoved around, muzzled, having a chain around your neck that is so tight it hurts and cuts into you, then shoved into a kennels that is supposed to be a safe haven,but stink and are not cleaned , are cold ,has nowhere for me to exersize, so I was just tied up again and left to pace up and down a few feet for exercise Is it any wonder why I still have flash backs, and still dont put my trust in all people,raised voices and quick movements, I fear being hit again, iv'e had enough pain to last me a life time. Then the RWA stepped in. I have been with them for a long time 18 mths or more, looking for the right home.

As I said this all changed last november, a certain person who found out about my plight set about changing my life, thanks Rob [ even though I barked at you the last time i saw you, Im still scared of people ,sorry m8] , he stepped in and with some help from Dot and Donna set about looking for a home for me,then someone said , "lets ring Jon and Mags", so i was on my travels again ,this time to live in a foster home, where I must of done something right, because after just 3 days with them, the good news is, I now call them mom and dad. As my mom and dad say , I'm going no where , I'm home.

My life has realy changed. I no longer live in a cage, im not hit, kicked or prodded, even when i do something wrong [ i dont mean to be naughty ,its just sometimes I get a little excited or frightened ] me mom and dad just shake thier heads and say Barney its ok fella, and give me a cuddle and I feel safe again, these times happen less and less now, but the cuddles are allways there even when I just want them to make a fuss of me its not a problem. I just go up to them and they seem to know , all I ever wanted was someone to love me, just as I want someone to love who I can trust.

Well enough saddness, my life is turning around, my next story will be on the exploits me, my dad, and mom get up to speak to you all soon

Barney

rescue a rott, it doesn't cost a lot, but it saves a lot