The meaning of Maverick: an unorthodox or independent-minded person.
And so the story goes: A little girl wishes for something to fill the gap in her own heart, to be the bright light in the dark tunnel, a love with no strings attached.
The girl has bugged and bugged her parents for a pet, a specific breed. They feared this, for what this breed could became, for what the breed could do when it turns. Their fear always caused the answer to be no.
The girl grow older and pets came and some went away but never the one. The family went to a gathering with friends and so be it they had one of these. The little bundle of fear on the ground lay still. Deep in slumber. The girls love was once again awakened, on final time she told herself maybe they will listen. So be it Mother said. Night came and it was day again. They went to fetch the new ball of fur. The Mother said let’s bring it home with a bell around the neck. Loki god of mischief, a fitting name given by the birth mothers owner, yet the girl wanted her own name. It took a few minutes but with the little sparkle in this black ball, Loki became Maverick.
Every chance Maverick got to wreak havoc, he did. Chewing shoes, eating and stealing his owner’s food. Playing the Jack Russell’s to death and annoying the old wrinkled Shar-pei. This rant was no normal rant, he was special and something made him different. Born without the markings he stayed in the darkness but provided so much love and pleasure to his masters.
The small ball of fur became a huge ball of black fur. Mother and Father has forgotten about their fear as they see it is not the breed but the matter in which they are led that makes or breaks them. The girl, with each day that passes, falls deeper in love with her ‘child’. He is hers, nobody dares and touch her child and nobody dares and touch his mother. Walking was a unique sight as Maverick took the lead and walks with the girl not the other way around. Jumping at each chance, just to show off.
He stands proud, ready. Ready to jump. Ready to protect as the danger comes straight at him. No fear in his eyes, no fear in his body. His objective only to protect the girl. A genius and not ashamed to show that off to everybody.
The girl found what she was looking for… She found love that fills the gap.
Little story on how a rant of a litter became the love of my life. Maverick is a year old Rottweiler, that doesn’t look the part. He was born with a mutation in his DNA that causes him to be all black. Not even a speckle of brown anywhere. So this just come to show that the rant can be the shining star.
-If this means loving a 60Kg Rottweiler that follows you around, jumps and sit on you because you are his, barks at anything that moves, tries and eat your loyal jack Russell’s and then looks at you with puppy dog eyes just to say it wasn’t me.. Also a very angry looking dog when needed. OH don’t forget the slobbering kisses and the random I am now bumping into you because I can… Then I really don’t mind. Dogs and all animals teaches us (what most people need) how to love all people as you love yourself (or more than yourself for that matter- just food for thought)- something I told somebody that came up with the idea that Rottweiler’s are killers and not pets.
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