Cheyenne

Fifteen years ago my wife Nancy and I were vacationing in Michigan when we received a call from our teenage son Paul informing us that "he" was now the proud owner of a Rotweiler puppy. On our return to California, Paul assured us that he would take care of Cheyenne. I don't think we followed that plan too closely. As the years went by, she became a good friend to all of us. Her favorite pastime was skateboarding. She had her own board and loved to get on and push herself around the driveway. She was a great dog, but Rotweilers, by nature, have this domination thing drilled into their DNA. I am sure that Val's Yellow Lab Bailey suffered permanent brain damage by Cheyenne's pinning her down every time she visited. One of my favorite memories is Cheyenne using the Scottie down the street as a bowling ball while her horrified owner stood by hyperventilating. She never hurt or bit another dog but insisted on being the big kahuna.
Cheyenne died yesterday. She was a good friend. We will miss her.