In its native Germany, this breed is still referred to as the Rottweiler Metzgerhund (Rottweil Butcher's Dog), because in the past it worked as a draft dog delivering meat. It has also been used as a hunter of wild boar and a trusted cattle dog. Some fanciers believe that the Rottweiler is a descendant of the early German Shepherd Dog, while others consider that its ancestor was similar to the Tibetan Mastiff, brought as a guard by Roman soldiers. During World War I, it proved itself to be an intelligent police dog and guard. The Rottweiler is a large, courageous dog that makes an excellent companion/guard and responds to kind but firm handling. However, an inexperienced owner should never keep this breed, nor should anyone who does not have considerable time to devote to its training. It needs space and plenty of exercise, and daily groo'I am a dog lover and the rot.com crowd will tell me that I am wrong in my assessment of their favourite breed,' says Peter Dobbie
For some reason, I thought these dogs had disappeared - victims of the Tories' legislation to ban dogs that had chewed up small children. But lately I have seen more and more of them on the streets.
I am a dog lover and the rot.com crowd will tell me that I am wrong in my assessment of their favourite breed. But I find this particular hound a good reason to cross the road when seen which is exactly the effect the two dogs had as these women advanced.
I am sure they owned the dogs with no ill-intent.
They could have been preparing their pooches for Crufts. But their demeanour, and their urgings to their children to "stop f***ing about", suggested otherwise.
I have been told that aggressive dogs are a must in communities where respect for teachers and the police has disappeared and neighbours increasingly take the law into their own hands.
I know these stories can be urban folk tales but, sadly, the evidence suggests there's more to them than myth.
Last week, a young father was hacked to death after tackling local yobs. This is the second such case I have read in as many months.
Teachers are almost matter-of-fact in telling of appalling attacks on them by parents who cannot understand the need to reprimand their children.
There is much real and anecdotal evidence of inter-community feuding with a worrying toll of casualties.
Not long ago, there was the extraordinary story of a family of women who were coaching their toddlers to fight each other with a view to defending their patch.
Those concerned failed to see the downside of this behaviour.
If you are middle-class and lawabiding, and spend the odd hour pontificating on ancient daubings, it is easy to partition off this sort of behaviour.
We can go on about how liberal we are, but we consciously create an apartheid, through our financial clout and cultural preferences, that shields us from the ugliness that is all around.
If we allow those edges to blur, it is out of pure self-interest.
In Barnes, a wealthy West London village, friends tell me that hedge-fund rich husbands are rapidly trading in their wives for younger models.
The answer for the dumped spouses is to pull in that 'oh-so-reasonable' Polish builder for a bit of afternoon de-stressing, which is sandwiched between the yoga class and the botox treatment. But outside of this sort of vignette there is little mixing.
While more and more of us cling on to the good ship Prosperous, there is a disenfranchised underclass living in another Britain.
These are the people whom Blair, you may remember, threatened to march to cashpoint machines, to cough up fines. These are people who wear badbehaviour orders imposed by the courts in the same way scouts wear woodcraft badges.
And these are people who have literally armed themselves against their fellow citizens with dogs and knives.
In their world the police ignore the social disorder that turns the night hours into a war zone and intimidation of witnesses is rife.
We are living in a country where the debate is centred on the break-up of the nation - where the Scots, Irish and Welsh are asserting a sort of limp independence.
But within those countries and England there is a greater break-up.
A large minority is opting out from what most of us would call civilised society.
They see a political class which has lost the will to lead, where everyone appears to regard politics as a chance to feather personal nests and where nobody is enforcing the law.
For some reason, I thought these dogs had disappeared - victims of the Tories' legislation to ban dogs that had chewed up small children. But lately I have seen more and more of them on the streets.
I am a dog lover and the rot.com crowd will tell me that I am wrong in my assessment of their favourite breed. But I find this particular hound a good reason to cross the road when seen which is exactly the effect the two dogs had as these women advanced.
I am sure they owned the dogs with no ill-intent.
They could have been preparing their pooches for Crufts. But their demeanour, and their urgings to their children to "stop f***ing about", suggested otherwise.
I have been told that aggressive dogs are a must in communities where respect for teachers and the police has disappeared and neighbours increasingly take the law into their own hands.
I know these stories can be urban folk tales but, sadly, the evidence suggests there's more to them than myth.
Last week, a young father was hacked to death after tackling local yobs. This is the second such case I have read in as many months.
Teachers are almost matter-of-fact in telling of appalling attacks on them by parents who cannot understand the need to reprimand their children.
There is much real and anecdotal evidence of inter-community feuding with a worrying toll of casualties.
Not long ago, there was the extraordinary story of a family of women who were coaching their toddlers to fight each other with a view to defending their patch.
Those concerned failed to see the downside of this behaviour.
If you are middle-class and lawabiding, and spend the odd hour pontificating on ancient daubings, it is easy to partition off this sort of behaviour.
We can go on about how liberal we are, but we consciously create an apartheid, through our financial clout and cultural preferences, that shields us from the ugliness that is all around.
If we allow those edges to blur, it is out of pure self-interest.
In Barnes, a wealthy West London village, friends tell me that hedge-fund rich husbands are rapidly trading in their wives for younger models.
The answer for the dumped spouses is to pull in that 'oh-so-reasonable' Polish builder for a bit of afternoon de-stressing, which is sandwiched between the yoga class and the botox treatment. But outside of this sort of vignette there is little mixing.
While more and more of us cling on to the good ship Prosperous, there is a disenfranchised underclass living in another Britain.
These are the people whom Blair, you may remember, threatened to march to cashpoint machines, to cough up fines. These are people who wear badbehaviour orders imposed by the courts in the same way scouts wear woodcraft badges.
And these are people who have literally armed themselves against their fellow citizens with dogs and knives.
In their world the police ignore the social disorder that turns the night hours into a war zone and intimidation of witnesses is rife.
We are living in a country where the debate is centred on the break-up of the nation - where the Scots, Irish and Welsh are asserting a sort of limp independence.
But within those countries and England there is a greater break-up.
A large minority is opting out from what most of us would call civilised society.
They see a political class which has lost the will to lead, where everyone appears to regard politics as a chance to feather personal nests and where nobody is enforcing the law.
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