~ Winter Warmness

In Malheur County, it is not uncommon to experience subzero temperatures in January, but this winter, we have unseasonably warm temps. There is no complaint, even though we do not appreciate the mud that prevalent around the farm. Cliff has improvised and drives the 4-wheeler to the sidewalk at the back door. I do so appreciate his efforts.

We see the deer less than we did, but the last couple of days, they have appeared again–and made their way closer to the old farmhouse. We love watching them. There are nine in all–sometimes we see them all, and others not..

AT OWYHEESTAR

The Discovery and Placement Test happened on Monday as planned. This litter–well, they did a fantastic job and impressed us at every juncture.

They are delightful, loving, and engaging. Of course, this is Martee’s first litter–making the news ever so sweet. With the Discovery and Placement Test in the rearview mirror, we gather everything together for the exit, which happens next Saturday.

This Week On the Blog…

We hope you enjoyed the various posts this week–two that we have not heard from for awhile–Jameson and Zula Blue (a client’s Zula–not ours in the Golden Year Place with Marie and Pushkin).

If you have a story that you will let me share–I need at least three sentences and a decent photo. I prefer to receive it via email. (FYI–we only use stories that feature the OwyheeStar Weimaraner). 

We are always in need of OwyheeStar stories to share. 

It helps when I get an email even if you send photos via another mode. I know you enjoy reading about other OwyheeStar pups–especially those related to yours.

For Your Review

Sunday— Jan. 10 — Sunday Photos

Monday–- Jan. 11 — Rogan

Tuesday – Jan. 12 — We Have A New Baby

Wednesday — Jan. 13 — Mesquite

Thursday –- Jan. 14 — Jameson

Friday — Jan. 15 — Zula Blue

On a very personal note

Cliff and I continue with the purge–eliminating and rehoming things. We have acquired a lot of stuff–basically, we were handed down everything from our parents. Cliff’s sister didn’t want anything. I was raised as an only child. Then, over the years, we entertained and whatnot–I have collected quite the assortment of serving pieces. Old habits die hard, and when you consider we have only moved once in the last 50 years (and that was next door), you can see how we were not forced to get rid of things.

I am thinking about the garden. Cliff has so many plans in the works for this spring–meanwhile, we continue the purge. That is the focus–and doing the usual stuff we do.