This is Marcus, my Rottweiler. Rottweilers which are said to be ruffians and were made famous by Hitler who used them as killer dogs in the concentration camps, seeing him the first time, my dad said that I had brought home a beast. I had other plans though. I wanted to see if nurture could change nature and so treated him to loads of love and care and plenty of socialization. Today Marcus is said to be the friendliest creature at home and is also quite protective and popular with my friends, family and neighbors (why else would I have him around?!) A strong, powerful and wonderful chap that he is (click on the picture to catch a close up), he adorns a charming character and has managed to create strong bonds with the Lhasa Apso and other creatures that share our abode. His latest friend is my 8-month-old kid with whom he is free to mingle and protect and he does so with grace, like a baby-sitting-nanny. Half a decade down the line, today my folks wonder why people fear the Rottweiler so much when they are actually such wonderful creatures. Nurture wins! (The other dog in the picture is me during one of our self-click moments.)
