Many years ago we were fortunate to get a Rottweiler puppy. We named her KD.
KD stood for Killer Dog. KD really was the polar opposite of her name. The kids were very little and the innocent puppy was very gentle with them. We knew that we had to train her quickly, as she was growing fast. One of my favorite things to do was to go on a walk with our double stroller. I plopped the kids into their seats and strapped them in, baby in the back and the toddler in the front. Of course, KD wanted to come with us. I had a long leash and decided to train KD to walk right next to the stroller. I cinched up her leash so she stayed in close. As she got bigger, I had no choice but to wrap her leash around my waist, because she was getting stronger and harder to manage. But she didn’t seem to mind, and stayed the course. KD got encouragement from me and the kids would gently pat her back. She would occasionally sneak a kiss on the kids when we stopped for a break. We were quite the crew.Continue reading