Happy New Year!
~ Greetings From OwyheeStar
Dear Family, Friends, and Fans,
We wanted to start the year with a heartfelt message. Last year in January, Shela was in cancer treatment–doing radiation five days a week. We are happy to have that in the rearview mirror. Our health is good; it allows us to pretend to be younger most of the time. For this, we are extremely thankful.
Our life is a rural one. We live and raise the Weimaraner in far Eastern Oregon. Technically the Snake River which divides Oregon and Idaho is only 1/4 mile from our land. (Star Island is located in the river along where we live, and it most certainly is in Oregon–just to complicate things a bit.) Nevertheless, driving to Idaho requires we drive either through Ontario or Nyssa. We can skirt the northwest end of town and catch the freeway without driving through town per say; however, there is considerable traffic on this route too! The Idaho border via Ontario is almost 7 miles. Taking the alternative Ontario route, makes the trip about 10 miles. We are about an hour west of Boise, Idaho; six-plus hours east of Portland, OR. When people hear we are in Oregon; they don’t usually understand we are quite so rural.
We have been involved with the land and critters all our married lives. Cliff grew up on this farm. In a few days, he will celebrate his sixty-fifth birthday. Today is is significant in and of itself for other reasons. It is the anniversary of the day Cliff’s parents took possession of the land — the year was 1952. When they moved onto the place, no one would have imagined us raising the Weimaraner. However, the seed was planted not too far from where I sit typing this note. Cliff was a grade schooler at the time.
Uncle Clifton and Aunt Kathleen were living near Othello, WA. Clifton was farming and involved with agricultural movers and shakers of the time. Like many post-WWII Americans–Weimaraner infatuation lead to acquisition. In a short while, he and Kathleen decided to raise the Weimaraner. In turn, they shared their Weimaraner infection with their young nephew–Cliff.
Later, Uncle Clifton had to give up raising the Weimaraner as his position with the Department of Agriculture took him away from rural living. Nonetheless, he and Kathleen never forgot the Weimaraner. They were delighted to learn that the nephew had retained the same kind of affection for the breed. While we lost Uncle Clifton a few years back, Aunt Kathleen is still in contact with us. We share our photos and information about the OwyheeStar pups we raise. She loves sharing this with the other residents who live in assisted-living in Yuma, AZ.
We felt like a little history might be a good way to start the New Year. We hope you enjoy our story, and we thank you for your continued interest.
~Shela (and Cliff)
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