It’s been about a year since I last wrote and man, has it been a hectic year for Winston. Last November, he got sick and after being rushed to the vet, underwent an emergency exploratory laparotomy as his tummy was full of lots of gas and bile and they believed something was causing an obstruction. In the end, they did not find anything but relieved the pressure and some of the ickiness that was in his belly. He recovered very nicely, but it was a major surgery and really hard to see his body put through so much. The entire family slept downstairs on an air mattress for 2 weeks to avoid the stairs in our house as he healed. I think the biggest effect of the surgery was the psychological toll it took on myself and my husband. For about the next 8 months, if Winston would so much as burp weird and wake up in the middle of the night, we’d find ourselves stressing overly much about it. Thankfully, that hyper-awareness has really mellowed out and we worry about him a more healthy amount.
We’re expecting our first child in early May of next year (strange time to be looking for a puppy, I know!), but what we finally decided is that there is no perfect time to have a Weimaraner puppy join your family – they’re always a ton of work and drive you near insane sometimes, no matter what. We figure it’s better to get a puppy before we have a toddler also running around the house, destroying things. One bringer of destruction at a time!
Our Year in Pictures
The first trimester was very rough on my body and I was bed-ridden for most of it. Winston was a great snuggle companion but had to wait for his dad to come home for walks. He didn’t always like the wait and found this subtle way to remind me that he usually gets a lunchtime walk as well as his long evening walk.
Winston is no worse for wear after his surgery, Winston still loves to romp in the park. Even if you examine him really closely, you can barely see the incision scar. The vets did an amazing job with him.
My husband got me a pregnancy panda bear to help cheer me up during my weeks of bed-rest, however, an unintended consequence is that Winston hates the bear as it takes a small portion of my attention occasionally.
For Winston’s 9th birthday, we spent the whole day doing Winston-friendly things. He’d never had one of those silly doggie beers, but we decided to buy into the kitsch and get him one at the pet store when we went with him to get a new birthday toy and he actually loved it.
Thank you for thinking of us and especially for taking such fabulous care of Winston. With you move to the UK looming large, we sincerely hope all things go according to your plan.