IT’S TRUE! Years ago, back in the eighties we adopted a stray Rottie/Shepard the ladies in the office had dubbed “Bruiser” as he looked like a very vicious dog, BUT there wasn’t a vicious bone in his body. The dog lived to be quite elderly for a BIG dog, and he was loved by all who met him including every kitty in the valley.
We often saw “Bruiser” with as many as half a dozen cats parked on, or around him as he slept.
He tried to make friends with the local Coyote populace, and we counted as many as 39 attempts to befriend the local Skunks as well. He never succeeded, but he sure tried.
I used to get so mad at him when he came home stinking of skunk, BUT he was one of those you couldn’t stay mad at.
Sounds like a sweet dog. All the Rotties I’ve ever met have been teddy bears.