~ Not A Baby Anymore
I’ll be the first to admit I might be a “little” over the top when it comes to Waylon ( and perhaps baby and coddle him just a “little”) ….. but today when we took him in to get his toenails cut ( his biggest hate in life ) as he jumped off the table, wrapped his back legs around my waist, and his front left around my neck, holding on to me and screeching for dear life to be saved …. I have no choice but to finally admit, my sweet 75lb baby boy isn’t a baby anymore 😢💔
No, he is not a tiny little baby boy. He has grown adult-sized. You have worked hard to train and incorporate him into your family life and to prepare him for adventures afield. That being said, the Weimaraner (even the adult) has a lot of puppy in them. Do they really ever outgrow the puppy-stage? Some do more than others. Most remain juvenile for three years instead of the three months that some hope. The teenage flakiness can pop out at the most unexpected time. Who can guess what will happen next?
Weimlovers take delight in the antics and capture many of these to share. The Weimaraner is nothing if not entertaining; however, for the most part, they are very engaging–some are extremely clingy. The traits we love can become extreme behavioral issues and are some of the reason the breed sees a shelter or rescue too often. Typically, this happens when a person doesn’t understand how the Weimaraner brain is wired. Trouble often finds you and your Weimaraner. Some folks even encourage these antics because they become addicted to the fun. As long as everyone remains safe and healthy, it is all good clean fun.
Greetings From Far Eastern Oregon
~September 23, 2017
Harvest is taking us back to fundamental Weimar Gray Earth. Last Saturday they were harvesting the corn in the field (across the road and left of the power poles) and now we are left with the beautiful cornfield to the right–east. It is being harvested for shelled corn rather than being chopped.
It is nice to have clear skies–no smoke hanging in the air. Not that we had anything like most of Oregon, but was evident and tough for those with breathing issues.
This Week on the Blog
Here are the week’s posts if you wish you may review or visit them today!
Isn’t it fabulous? Thanks ever so much to each contributor!
Sunday— September 17 —Package
Monday — September 18 —Mesquite
Tuesday — September 19 —Gone Right
Wednesday — September 20 — Friends
Thursday — September 21 —Six-Months-Old
Friday — September 22 —Settling In
On a very personal note
Our recent schedule around the farm and the farmhouse has kept us on the run. There is much to be done with Fall dancing about. We know Mr. Winter is plotting his arrival and wanting to has his way with us again.
I have been in a battle with spiders. Oh, farm life–unless you spray a lot there are bugs. Cliff tries to keep the chemical treatments to a minimum because I seem to be sensitive to everything. This old farmhouse has two front storm windows–spiders like to get between the two panes. I am not a fan of these arthropods. They come in various colors, shapes, and sizes. While I find some of them interesting–they are not pet-worthy in my way of thinking. Some of you love them. In the spirit of removing them away from our home, I have a plan. I am hoping to get Cliff to remove the large storm window so we can clean between the two windows. I did go on spider patrol and knock down webs that had appeared seemingly overnight.
We had visitors this week. Our oldest granddaughter and her two girls came for a visit. What a joy it was to have them here. I had not planned and with us, on our diets, I wondered if I could make them lunch. It worked out fine. I had some grilled chicken and the girls enjoyed that. We had chips, cheerios, cheese, and summer sausage. Oh, and they discovered grandpa’s bananas. So, no one went hungry. Evangeline was missing and I found her tucked under the covers in my bed. She liked my special pillow set up. Best of all, the girls played and petted the puppies. It was fun for all.
I continue to struggle with the health issues. Yes, I am a lot better. Nonetheless, we are into a year of this battle, and the coughing is rare, but we discovered the weird sound (behind it) was spasms. So, now it seems all this coughing and whatnot damaged my nerves in the area of the larynx. These are painful and at times unrelenting. If I can avoid them, the day goes a lot better. I don’t have any control. They are triggered by exertion, aromas, smoke, dust, and stress makes them worse. So, while I am trying to stop doing this horrid thing, they grow in intensity. This situation makes phone calls difficult–often impossible.
Finally, the cyclamen continues to delight and remind me of hope. Miracles happen. Our bodies can heal themselves. We can bloom afresh. After the trauma, we may well flourish and send out a beacon of hope to those who need it the most. I can hope for this to be my portion. Cliff also could use the reprieve.
Patos is Thriving; I am exhausted!
Weimar Disdain turned to Snuggles and Kisses
The 9-Week Puppy Shot
Big hugs to you and Cliff! ~Meg
We are happy that Sucia has turned the corner and realized that Patos is not only staying, but it is an excellent thing to have a sister.
I am glad you are sticking to the vaccine protocol. It has proven time and again to produce high vaccine titer results–in turn, keeping the additional vaccine at bay with the risk of a severe vaccine reaction.
We do encourage folks to worm their puppy on a regular basis. There are certain things we cannot speak to for a broad-based audience. Each person must decide what the real risk is when it comes to Heartworm–is it vital to start the new puppy on this medication. Well, maybe. If so, should you use the Plus version that covers the worming as well as guarding against the dreaded heartworm scenario? The one caution we do have is to not overload your Weimaraner’s system with a lot of chemicals. Be as Holistic as possible–this is even more important with the young Weimaraner; however, some adult Weims can react to various medications. Proceed with caution and do a bit of research–if there are reports from dog owners who have used a product and it caused seizures, we recommend choosing another option–different pain medication, etc. Weigh the risks and just because one person didn’t have an issue, keep in mind a percentage of Weims do have severe (even life-threatening) vaccine reactions–as well as a low tolerance for certain medications. One that comes to mind is the Rimadyl.
Need I Say More?
It’s crazy to see how much Koda has grown in the 4 months we’ve had him. He used to fit on my lap with no problems and now… well not so much. LOL! He’s doing great. Typical 6 months old.
You Know What I Mean
Ornery, loveable, too smart, counter-surfer and a huge cuddle bug!!! Every day I’m reminded why we added another Weim to the family.
Koda has taken on several behaviors from our 13-year-old, Gabriel. He drools while waiting for you to put the food in his bowl, has to be with one of us constantly and thinks the couch/bed is their property just to name a few. They are truly incredible animals!!! Thanks again for adding so much to our family!
Thank you, Chris, for the glimpse into raising your Koda. We know there have been challenges of the sort you would expect. Nonetheless, you have dug deep and accommodated the new fur-family-member. You are in the thick of adolescent behavior issues, but here you are working at the keyboard with your new kid helping you (tongue-in-cheek humor). The rewards are many, but we understand what it takes to make all this happen. Keep up the great work, and we appreciate your frequent updates on the process–as do our readers.
Some Friends You Choose
~Others Select You
Dear Ellie, I see your kitty is still stalking you—or more aptly getting in your space in your previous report ( click here to see Ellie and her kitty in an earlier OwyheeStar Blog).
It is hard to imagine how life could be more to your liking even though you share your space. The furniture looks comfortable, the blankets cozy. We know the stove will soon be lite to keep you toasty warm. What more could a girl want?
The More Invested Family
~A Move Worth Making
We now have Taun, a 5-year-old (Topper x Blue) Weimaraner pup. Having him with us floods our life with all the wonderful memories from our beloved Nadja (a former Weimaraner girl whose life was cut way short). Our family returns to life with the Weimaraner at the arrival of Taun. This breed has very distinct personality traits that no other breed we’ve owned or met duplicates. They are not for everyone, but that’s OK.
This joyous happening of Taun joining our family occurred by chance. My wife who is related to Chris was in Oregon visiting her Dad when she met Taun. It turns out, Chris and Freddy are moving, and it was not going to be the best situation for an energetic dog like Taun.
For the joy and the fun of it, Laura took him on a few walks and spent a fair bit of time with him while she was out there. When she was asked if we would be open to bringing Taun home, it didn’t take but a second to decide. We are delighted to have him in our household.
I wanted to introduce myself and say how incredibly wonderful fate sometimes works, i.e., Taking Taun was the bestest decision ever. It feels now as though he’s always been a part of our family. He settled in nicely–we have added a fair amount of structure from the start, so he knew what to expect from day to day after the big transition. I love your blog from Taun’s perspective and seems pretty right on.
What I love about Taun: He’s a family dog, he’s happiest when he can be with any one of us, but he’s ok when no one is home (for short periods of time). He doesn’t appear to have been anxious, seems to nap on any one of his many dog beds. Nevertheless, upon our arrival, he is quick to greet us with his sleepy face. He often sleeps in our daughter’s room, but every so often he sleeps in our room. He just likes to be near one of us when we’re home. He may never be an off-leash dog, but when we move to the bigger farm we will work on that, as for now, he walks every morning and evening (round trip 2.2 miles twice daily) to the barn to take care of horses. He’s an awesome communicator as far as needing to go out and when we’re behind schedule with breakfast/dinner. He has an abundance of enduring expressions, as Weim’s do!
On the walk to the barn this morning Jon and I discussed the new puppy, and although it’s hard not to jump right in, we want to be settled into the new property and to have more time to devote to the needs of a new brother……Hence, Jon’s and I discussed when/who that happens. Jon filled in application male or female but I think we’d prefer another male, boys will be boys, and I’m also opting for another Blue. I had never seen a Blue till I met Taun and I/we do love his coloring, so if that’s
I understand that Tauns parents have been retired, but something akin to those personality traits is what we are looking for.
Thank you for what you do, bringing wonderful Weim’s into the world and look forward to working with you toward expanding our family.
A Few comments about our Nadja
We had a Weim a few years back that broke our heart. Nadja had the extreme misfortune to develop severe degenerative disc disease at an early age. By the age of 5, she had deteriorated to the point that she was in severe pain and essentially paralyzed in her back end. I made the decision to put her down, and it was one of the bleakest days of my life. I had raised her from a poop-covered pup, and she was a very special dog. She never needed a leash except for her own safety. We could be anywhere, and all I had to say was, “Nadja, come.” and she would race to my left side and sit waiting for me to say, “OK,” before bounding off again. The loss was heartbreaking, but we could not continue on without a Weimaraner or two forever. We will never forget our Nadja.
It has been a while since we received these emailed tidbits about Taun. He continues to settle into his new life and family. He has an ever-expanding role. Here are two more photos of him that speak volumes.
Thriving In Her Golden Year Placement
August 31, 2017 (Lyle keeps us apprised)
Everything is going great with Mesquite, she is settling in just fine. She did a little howling, but that has been about it. She loves her morning walks, she is eating well. She has been taking a nap after eating and walking which works out just right for us. We leave the house at 5:45 AM in the morning and walk for about an hour. She has found out what puncture vines are. When she steps on one, she will stop and raise her paw so we can remove it.
We are taking her out to the vet tomorrow afternoon, for her checkup.
I have been keeping her in the house during the day because it is so darn hot. She sleeps in her kennel at night. I run the fan until about 3AM.
She is a Peach, and we both love her dearly. Everyone comments how pretty she is while we are out walking. I like to go early in the morning, because it is cool, and there are usually no other dogs out and about. I showed pictures of her at the gun club yesterday. Steve Williams really liked her.
September 1, 2017
We took Mesquite to the Vet this afternoon, she did well, she is good and healthy. The girls at the clinic just loved her. She got her rabies shot, will get a kennel cough in two weeks.Set her up on the 26th of September to get her spayed, will also get her teeth cleaned. They can clean her teeth while under anesthetic.She really has a personality, she can walk on her lip when things don’t go her way, but she gets over it quickly. We both love her dearly and I am sure she feels the same about us. The girls at the Vet clinic said they didn’t think it would be long before we had another dog.She is still eating well, even with the heat. She always leaves a few kernels of dog food in the pan when she is done. Maybe she is saving some food for later in the day. It is the same each feeding. I am sure she will eat better when it cools off. She is very alert and doesn’t miss a thing. She sleeps with one eye open.
September 6, 2017
Cliff:I loaded up 10 or 12 shotshells with just the primer. I took Mesquite out in the field, had my wife hold her on the leash, I would fire a couple of rounds and move closer each two rounds. I fired the last two rounds at about five yards from her, she showed no fear. She seemed interested. I took her down to the trap range today. I stayed 60 yards behind the shooters, again she showed interest and no fear. I conclude she is not gun shy.Now I have to find some pheasants. I might have to wait until after she is spayed and healed up. Will probably wait until I go over to my son’s place in Montana. I can work with her one on one, with no other hunters or dogs around.I wanted to show her off to the guys at the trap club today. A lot of them hunt and they thought she was gorgeous. I especially wanted Steve Williams to see her, and he thought she was a doll. He said he thought Mesquite was a little bit longer than his female.She likes her morning walks, sometimes I walk her twice a day. She has pretty much seattled in here. She sticks to me like glue. The only problem I had with her, she howls a little at night, and when we are gone during the day. She is getting better. I am thinking of getting a bark collar and trying that. I think she misses her kennel mates. I got her some chew bones to help keep her teeth clean, and the part she doesn’t eat she will hide. She learned to do this if she wanted to keep it away from the other dogs. We are more than happy with her, and I think she likes it her. I think she will hunt birds.
September 7, 2018Thanks for sending video of the OwyheeStar Weimaraner’s. I was listening to them and Mesquite was in the room with me, and she recognized Cliff voice, she got all excited. She knew who it was all right.
September 15, 2008 (a note from Cliff and Shela)
We received a phone call from Lyle telling us everything is going well. The only problem he has encountered is she seems to have a desire to chase cars.
Mesquite has never had the opportunity to give chase to a car, a bike, or a skateboard. Nonetheless, this desire to give chase is hard-wired into the breed. It has a lot to do with prey drive; so caution is in order when walking in an area where there are turning wheels. This advice is good for anyone.
Mesquite also committed a Weim-crime. She cleaned a platter of sausage meant for Lyle’s breakfast. Evidently, she navigated the counter between two glasses and slicked up the plate without moving a thing. Welcome to Weim Counter-surfing. It is their Olympic Sport of choice.
Thank you ever so much for everything you are doing for and with Mesquite. And we truly appreciate you keeping us abreast of your progress and the adventures. We know you have always had other breeds (mainly the Vizsla recently) so we are thrilled you are enjoying this experience. Tell the Williams we said hello!
A new toy?
Hmmm….it doesn’t seem like it.
My parents call it “The Cliff Collar.”
We sincerely hope that you are learning not to pull on the lead Miss Maizie girl. It was good to see you again. You are quite lovely and what a family you have there in Western Oregon. We love Chewy.com–they have a lot of great things. You are the second client in days who purchased from them. What can I say? They take care of people, and their service is extraordinary.
Greetings From Far Eastern Oregon
~September 16, 2017
The dust factor has replaced the hazy smoke situation. The harvest is reaping the crops, and by this evening we are going to look dreadfully bare when we head toward town. One of the two nearby cornfields is being chopped –to go to a local dairy. Last evening as the wind whirled through the corn across the road is made a sweet melody. I suppose it is the song of harvest, for soon it will be gone too! For all the talk about a warm fall, we are thinking about needing a jacket. To the west in Unity, Patty lite a fire in their woodstove yesterday–she reported 39 degrees. (brrrrr)
The farmers are looking forward to the winter. Getting harvest, fall planting, and spring prep done means they can look forward to a little time off. Snowmobiling and skiing are a welcome diversion. On a small hobby farm such as ours, it is a bit different. We have critters and birds that require a watchful eye regardless of the season. There is much to be ready before the first snowflake flies. Predictions cite an increased chance of another La Niña for the Pacific NW.
A repeat of last winter doesn’t give us the warm fuzzies. More moisture and extreme cold is something we prefer to avoid. Many locals are still cleaning up from last winter’s wrath–some may not be finished before the first ravaging storm. We sincerely hope Mr. Winter is kinder to us this time around. Even more, we earnestly hope that winter holds off so that we enjoy a lovely temperate Autumn.
This Week on the Blog
Here are the week’s posts if you wish you may review or visit them today!
We are thrilled to have such a grand mix of updates this week. We have a young OwyheeStar’s beginning, adding a second girl to the family, grouse hunting, and Porche who is acting as a type of support for her Mama. Then there is the beloved Clyde–another sofa back sitter. Isn’t it fabulous? Thanks ever so much to each contributor!
Sunday— September 10 — Adding A Second She
Monday — September 11 —Thursday, September 14, 2017
Tuesday — September 12 — Berkley
Wednesday — September 13 — Grouse Opener
Thursday — September 14 — Porche
Friday — September 15 — Clyde
On a very personal note
Our recent schedule around the farm and the farmhouse has left us wanting. Outside the spiders are moving in and some have taken up residence inside too. I am in a battle with the dust. I am pretty confident that dust is winning. Christina helped push back a bit, and I made a promise to get after this soon.
Our neighbors gave us a bag of peppers and a few tomatoes. At first, I was thinking what am I going to do with them? Cliff doesn’t eat peppers. I don’t eat many myself. Then I decided to try to make some pepper sauce — kind of like you would find on buffalo wings or sticky chicken. I have done this before; however, it took a lot of sugar. This time I made it without the sugar. Then I cut up a chicken breast and just lightly coated it with plain flour and fried it in coconut oil. Once browned, I tossed in two or three heaping tablespoons of the pepper sauce. I let it simmer and coat the chicken and removed it to a serving dish and sprinkled it with a generous dose of sesame seeds. It was surprisingly good. Cliff tried a piece and nodded his head–he was eating gluten-free football pizza.
I used the rest of the peppers to make the sauce, but I don’t have enough stevia and erythritol to make another batch. I froze a half gallon of this super hot unsweetened pepper sauce. What was left found itself getting some crushed pineapple, green onions, and vinegar–to make a sweet-n-sour sauce. None of this took much effort. All I did was cut the peppers into pieces and cook them on top of the stove. Then I removed the large chunks of pepper and whirled them in the Vitamix (adding some crushed tomatoes). Finally, I put it all back on the stove to simmer and thicken. All I had to do was check it once in awhile and keep the exhaust fan going so the aroma didn’t burn our eyes.
OwyheeStar business has been the focus. I am still running behind here on application replies and general upkeep. Cliff has been mowing, irrigating, tending the Weims, and he hatched some more quail. Then too, there is the ongoing general cleanup. He cleaned out some of the remaining things left from his father in the carport storage. It is amazing how many times we have filled the dumpster. It is heading for another overfill this week.
I am still obsessed with the Cyclamen. Nevertheless, I left this until last. We are gaining blossoms, and soon we will have a baker’s dozen–maybe more. What an amazing plant my friend Eleanor brought to me during the 2012 hospital stay. Who could have imagined it would live let alone produce hundreds of blooms. Until I broke the top off, there was only the one two-week period when there was not at least one bloom. Most of the time there were multiple flowers or the angelic host of blossom as I called it.
Annie Needs A Sister
~ Stepping up to a Two-Weimaraner Status
Sister For Annie
Bob and I are thinking of getting another Weim, a Blue female. Do you have any pups?
Shela Says—Availability is typically going to require a wait. We recommend everyone complete the application process at least six-months in advance and follow up by locking in a place on the Wait List (by giving us a deposit). Until we have the Wait List deposit, you are not in line to get a puppy. Of course Patricia, I have answered you privately about our current availability and the timeline.
Shipping A Pup
Also, it is an 8-hour drive for us, do you ever ship the pups?
Shela Says —We can ship a puppy, and it is only a one-hop flight from Boise to Portland or Seattle. That being said Patricia, Cliff and I try to make the exit process as safe, stress-free and easy for the pup and their new family. Most Pacific Northwest families meet him near Pendleton. This exit scenario requires planning as we can only make one trip per litter, but this is in the best interest of the pup and their families.
There is less risk of exposure to the deadly Parvo Virus–which undoubtedly has infected every pet area or frequent stop along the highways. Secondly, when the pups travel a distance together, it seems to ease the stress. It is like one of our many adventures–they load up and go for a drive a way from their former home, and then depart with their new forever family.
My suggestion is that we explore the options and see how we can best accommodate the exit process. I should also mention that folks have taken a flight from Seattle or other airports, and flown into Boise. We met them at the airport, and then they carried the new baby home as a carry-on. It is another way to get off to a great start with a lower risk factor. The time spent settling in the Sherpa Bag often proves beneficial on so many levels.
~She a Whiner Weimaraner (oops)
Previous Annie Updates to Explore
Annie is doing well, such a sweetheart and very spoiled. She really is a good girl most of the time, very busy! Took her to the beach for 5 days. Every time we slowed down in all the coastal towns she would start whining. Finally, after listening to her for a few hours we parked in the shade, rolled down the windows a bit and went into some shops. Gone for about 20 minutes, got back and boy was she a good girl for the rest of the trip. She finally got her ice cream cone. (photo above)
We are glad the much-loved Annie got her ice cream. We sincerely look forward to working with you again–getting Annie, a sister. We are positive she can lead the way and teach ‘Whining 101’ to the new upstart.