Welcome to Big Sky Rottweiler Rescue! We are located in Montana, Wyoming, Idaho, and try to help in Colorado, and North and South Dakota. All of our adoptable dogs are spayed or neutered and up to date on vaccinations. If you see a dog that you are interested in having as a member of your family, please fill out an on-line application which can be found in the web site features menu under Forms/Applications.
Yes! We do adopt to qualified applicants in Canada!And You Never Even Looked Back
When you asked if I wanted to go for a ride, I was so happy and did my little dance while you clipped on my leash. I hoped that maybe we would stop at the place where the lady hands food out of the window and I would get a hamburger of my own; we used to do that a lot.
Instead, we drove to this place and when a man came out of the door, you handed him my leash and told him that I was 10 years old and I was a real good boy but you were too busy to care for me these days and that I would be better off with a different family; then you got back into the car and left. I was pulling on the leash, trying to follow you, but the man jerked on it and yelled at me, then dragged me inside and put me in this cell. I don’t understand. Where are you? I’m scared.
There are lots of other dogs near me and they are frightened, too; I can tell by their voices and I can smell the fear. One is crying with a grief so deep that it freezes my heart. Why is he so sad? Why are we all here?
Two ladies stopped outside my cell and one spoke so soft and kind to me. She said she wondered how anyone could surrender a dog that they had for so long, knowing what was going to happen, and the other one said, “He’ll be going with the Thursday batch”. What did she mean by that? Please come back and take me home—I am so afraid. I want my soft bed and only last week your little girl gave me a new toy; it is my favorite one ever. I have only cold concrete to lay on here and my hips hurt so bad.
Two days have passed and another man came by and said that my time is up. He put a noose over my neck and led me to this room, this room that smells of terror and death, but I went willingly because I didn’t want to stay in the cell any longer. You aren’t coming back, I know that now.
I will always be yours, even though you don’t want me anymore. I thought we would be together until I took my last breath and that you would be with me at the end. I wouldn’t have been scared if you were beside me, comforting me, but you aren’t here; there is only this cold metal table that I am laying on and two strangers who look sad. I would never have believed that you could do this to me but I forgive you, as I always have. The thing that breaks my heart is, you surrendered me and walked away
AND YOU NEVER EVEN LOOKED BACK.
BSRR all too often receives requests from shelters to take in senior dogs whose owners have surrendered them, either because they were “too old”, had contracted one of the ailments of old age, such as arthritis, and so require medication, and sometimes because the owner has talked himself into believing that the dog would be better off in another home. Reality check—though it happens, the chance of a senior dog getting adopting are extremely low. The likelihood is that he will be euthanized, as are tens of thousands of shelter animals each and every day. No matter what the excuse is, the result is a bewildered old dog who finds himself wondering what happened to his family and sinking deeper and deeper into depression.
Please enjoy all of the stages of your dog’s life, from puppyhood to adult to senior. Older dogs have so much to give, a quiet wisdom that only age can bring, and he has given you his loyalty his whole life. Don’t fail him at the end when he needs you the most. There is no better place for your senior dog than with YOU.
Senior Dogs Make Great Pets!Please check their individual web pages for more info. Max Finds A Home
The following story about one of her rescue dogs was penned by a member of Big Sky Rottweiler Rescue
Max is now living the quintessential good life. He has a loving family, a warm bed and a pleasant fenced yard to explore; he spends little time alone and receives an ample supply of tasty treats. This came as a revelation to Max as he wasn’t always so lucky and before coming into rescue at BSRR, he had lived the previous seven years of his life in an outdoor kennel, banished to the harsh Wyoming environment and deprived of one of the things that dogs most require—companionship. It was a cruel sentence, shared with far too many dogs.
Like many others, Max began life as someone’s much loved puppy but time passed and some years later, when his owner’s circumstances changed, he decided pass Max along to a friend; that person took care of him as best his means would allow. After a while, the friend found that he couldn’t care for Max any longer and so Max was passed along yet again to someone who relegated Max to a run down kennel next to his industrial shop; thus Max became the proverbial ‘junk yard dog’.
By now, Max was a venerable ten and a half years old (which, as anyone familiar with Rottweilers knows, is a rarity for the breed) and the original friend of the owner was not at all happy with Max’s living conditions. Before surrendering Max to the local animal shelter, he decided to first call Big Sky Rottweiler Rescue and ask if we had room for him, knowing that a ten plus year old dog in a crowded shelter would have no chance at all. Because BSRR has a committed group of volunteers, it didn’t take long for one of its members to answer the plea for help; as it happens, that member turned out to be me
I drove forty miles to a highway rest stop that was mutually convenient for Max’s caretaker and waited. When they drove up, Max had his head hanging out of the back window and he was sniffing the air that was laden with new smells, oblivious to the fact that his luck was about to change for the better. I noticed that his fur was dry and that he had a tan undercoat from eating a substandard brand of dog food.
On the drive home, he lay on the front seat and so thoroughly ignored me that I initially thought he might be deaf; nonetheless, I had already made up my mind to foster him but my biggest worry was the introduction to my somewhat unbalanced pack. My house is what I like to call a gated community with baby gates separating my three resident females, two of which harbored a long standing feud with each other. Two were on one side of the gate and one on the other, it was a satisfactory solution chosen in lieu of the unthinkable, the need to re-home one.
Within a few days, Max decided he didn’t like my female German Shepherd so I gated him by himself in the kitchen to quell any potential for fighting and also because he literally urinated on everything he could, clueless about the proper behavior of an inside dog. I quickly found out that loud noises made him anxious and that the marking was exacerbated that anxiety. On top of that, he was a counter surfer, a garbage monster, a chronic grumbler and he needed anti-inflammatory medication for the arthritis that was causing him to limp. I had the increasingly nagging notion that Max had little chance of being adopted and even if he were, with his bad habits, how long would it be before he were returned? If a trouble free senior dog is next to impossible to adopt out, I figured Max’s chances were far slimmer yet. I discussed it with my soon-to-be husband and we made the decision to keep him, baggage and all.
After my marriage, Max started living with the single female on one side of our gated community which was now in my husband’s home. As time passed, we found that they enjoy each other’s company and it seems to have brought a balance to the pack that didn’t exist before. To solve the issue of his urinary indiscretions, Max now sports a wonderful invention called ‘Tinkle Trousers’ and I no longer have to spend my spare time cleaning up after him. His noise aversion has improved dramatically since he has so many good things to focus on and easy changes, such as keeping the kitchen counters clear of food and moving the garbage elsewhere so he can’t get to it, have been the solution to teaching Max how to live indoors in a civilized manner.
As most of Max’s previous life is unknown, we keep him gated if visitors arrive, especially young children. It is always better to be safe than sorry so this is a good rule to follow when a dog has an unknown background and you can’t be certain of how he’ll react.
Since he has been living indoors and being fed a high quality food, his tan undercoat is gone and he is becoming the handsome fellow that he should have been all along. Max loves to scratch his back on the new carpet, run exactly two laps around the couch before I put his food bowl down, give kisses to his pack member Ruby, and remind me where the biscuits are kept. He is now eleven and a half and is dearly loved. We know that he won’t live forever but we’re happy that we could provide him with a “soft landing” as BSRR’s president is wont to call it when a senior dog finds safe haven.
All dogs merit a good and loving home and senior animals especially should live out their golden years in comfort. No animal deserves to die alone and terrified in a shelter or pound and with your support, BSRR can help make a loving home a reality for an unwanted Rottweiler. Please consider fostering or adopting one of our senior Rotties; I can tell you first hand what a rewarding and edifying experience it has been.
If you see a dog you like, please check their individual web pages for more information Dog's lives are too short. Their only fault, really.Agnes Sligh
You think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you they will be there long before any of us.
Robert Louis Stevenson