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Can You Believe It?
~Last Saturday, she celebrated 11 Candles
Yesterday was Siena’s 11th birthday. Hard to believe. She shows little sign of slowing down except for a bit of arthritis at the base of her tail. We take great hope that we’ll have her around for a few more years because both of her parents, Storm, and Dusty, lived past their 13th birthday and Dusty is still around.Siena’s life changed three years ago when we left Whidbey and moved back to Seattle to be closer to our kids and health care providers. We were concerned about the change on Siena but she adjusted with hardly the blink of an eye. We still manage to walk at least 5 miles a day, around the neighborhood or at Green Lake or Woodland Park. As a result, Siena has become more social, well-known by many of the people along our walking treks.Siena’s adult weight, 55 pounds, has varied little and she is still getting yogurt and a probiotic as part of her morning meal. Her favorite treat is the pumpkin cookies that Connie bakes for her.Thanks for letting our beautiful girl become a part of our life. We wish we could have her for 11 more years but will cherish every single day that we have with her.
~of seeing the cuteness
Well, I must admit I never grow weary of puppy faces. I know I am not alone. While they are not mine to keep, for a day or two I care for yours.
What can they become you ask? Well, for the most part, it remains to be seen. The journey on which you embark may have twists and turns. Sometimes the desire to get everything right this time is your undoing. Well, isn’t it the truth that we overcompensate and create a new issue in all likelihood? Or so it seems.
Quirks and quandaries are a thing. You cannot go far when exploring the Weimaraner before you run across something downright silly. Their antics are celebrated. Well, these are for the most part celebrated. There are the hair-pulling crazy times I suppose. Yet we are addicted. What can I say? You know what I mean.
GREETINGS FROM FAR EASTERN OREGON
~SEPTEMBER 15, 2018
We are at Mid-September already. The days begin darker and colder than just a few short weeks ago. There is an ever-increasing number of fields laid bare after the crop is harvested. Meanwhile, our one field is preparing to be planted–alfalfa again.
You might wonder if all we do is look at the crops growing or bare fields. I do write a lot about them. (Haha) We also watch the trains. The mainline of the Union Pacific is about 1/4 mile east of our little farmhouse–in clear view. We see all kind of interesting things go by–for example, this load of tanks.
This Week on the Blog
You might remember that Manfred went for his sixteen-week check which included getting the titer test rather than a puppy shot. We want to know he has immunity and avoid a potential sixteen-week vaccine reaction. All our puppy folks receive the same recommendation–get the vaccine titer test instead of the sixteen-week puppy. Then, only vaccinate if the titer count is low indicating a lack of immunity.
The series about Rocky and Mickey (being re-homed) probably is the most popular blog: however, the updates that featured Tiga and Lotte, Berkley and finally Jedi (aka Jed) were spectacular. I think you will agree. Cliff and I send out a virtual hug to those folks who took the time and effort to Email us something for our blog. We truly appreciate it.
Sunday—September 2— When We Know (Willow–which Water is Best)
Monday–-September 3— Tiga and Lotte
Tuesday —September 4— Re-Homed (Part Two–with Rocky and Mickey)
Wednesday —September 5— Sixteen Weeks (Manfred)
Thursday –-September 6— Berkley
Friday — September 7 — Jedi
On a very personal note
Cliff and I are well enough. Sure we have our little health struggles but who doesn’t? Well, I suppose a lot of folks. (Haha) Regardless, we are very fortunate to be able to do what we do. Those Grandkids and the two Great Granddaughters are indeed a blessing.
We laugh some and take joy in our simple existence. Funny little thing–we have traced some of Cliff’s maternal ancestry back to British Royalty–King Henry VII for one. Then, I discovered my paternal lineage takes us back to about the year 1,000 and the Kingdom on Namur–of course the French and English royalty were kin. But it is quite intriguing that my 33rd great grandfather was the first Count of Namur.
So, if we ever wondered about the craziness in our family lineage, I suppose we look no further. (Haha)
We picked up another interesting little note–our son is a Master Carpenter by trade. Interestingly enough, Francis Stiles came from England to American sailing on the ship Christian. He is listed as a Master Carpenter traveling with several apprentices in 1635. Despite this lofty family history, Cliff and I lead a simple down to earth life. That is the way we like it.
We got Jedi (Jed) from you almost two years ago now! I hope you see the pictures I post on Instagram and Facebook sometimes. He has really grown into a great dog for us. He is very protective, adventurous, and of course, is dedicated to his people. He goes to daycare about once a week so he gets a lot of socialization with other dogs and loves going out in the woods with dad on the weekends.
My parents are thinking about getting a Weimaraner puppy. I thought I would check to see if you still have puppies available this year? I will let my parents know to put in an application if they are serious. Thanks again. ~Katie
We send our congratulations on the nuptials. We love seeing Jedi (Jed) involved even if it was only a moment. There have been a few other couples over the years which involved their OwyheeStar Weimaraner/Weimaraners in the Wedding ceremony. We are always so amazed and blessed to know they are much-loved as well as an integral part of the family.
Availability–I should put this out there, now. Our Wait List is much shorter than is typical. Of course, we get inquiries all the time. The list can snowball and take on a life of its own. That being said–we expect Fall and Early Winter pups. We have more people on the list (at present) wanting the Silver Gray or Gray traditional coat Weimaraner. Also, of the ten listed, seven want a female. Therefore, those wanting a Blue or a Male are apt to get a puppy sometime between now and the end of the year if things go as planned.
A typical wait is about six months for the traditional smooth coat–a bit longer for the Longhairs. Occasionally, we will have a puppy not promised before they are born. Maybe no one on the list wants a pup that matches their sex, coat color, or their timeline. It happens. Not often, but every once in a while. It is not a significant concern. As I mentioned, we get inquiries all the time. Many of these are of the highest caliber, and a goodly percentage are via either repeat or direct referral.
We sincerely thank you for your recommendation as well as your loving care of Jedi. Having this update is lovely. Instagram is new to us. We recently started posting a few photos here and there of the pups on there. We keep an eye on Facebook; however, it is challenging to catch everyone’s post. Thanks again for this Email update. It is more helpful to me than you can imagine.
In The Woods
I just wanted to send this video of Berkley I shot the other day. She loves the woods.
Hope you are well. Thanks for all you do for so many! Berkley is never far from us–like now, she is snuggled up next to me. Here is a photo of her with our daughter, Nora. They make a cute pair, right?
~The Titer Test Happened
I was getting ready to have sixteen candles when I learned that you don’t get them for sixteen weeks. Seriously, I don’t think that is right. (Woof!) Okay then, how about sixteen cupcakes. That works. Instead, Shela and Cliff loaded me into that thing they call the Patriot–is’s a large white rolling wagon. We drove to Nampa, Idaho. They said it was a big deal I meet Dr. Calhoun. I don’t see what the fuss is all about, myself.
They talked on about me getting a Vaccine Titer Test (to be sure I am protected). No one said there was a needle involved. They took some blood. My Mom and Dad dropped some cash –don’t you get money for donating blood? Just asking a simple question here and thinking we could stop for ice cream with the coin earned!?!
Bridget loved me and said I had the best personality ever. Cliff and Shela were chatting on like old friends with this Bridget woman. Seriously, she is the one that stuck me with the needle. I think it is a conspiracy. Dr. Calhoun said I was the whole package–testicles are down, too! I guess that is a big deal. What did they expect?
Cliff made all these promises that girls would fawn over me at the Idaho Veterinary Hospital, but it was pretty darned empty. I saw three or maybe four hot chicks. Oh and then there was that Greta girl. I think she is a bit odd as birds go. I didn’t give her a look and seriously why was Mama Shela get all up in her face and fuss over this silly bird? She plucks her feathers–what’s up with that.
I guess you could say there is a Stripper Bar at the Idaho Veterinary Hospital in Nampa– look at this nut case. (Woof!) For some reason Mama Shela loves this silly Parrot.
Yes, we drive to Nampa, Idaho. Dr. John Calhoun and his expert staff are worth the drive. Manfred is Longhair Weimaraner–our newest Stud Dog. Many of our females (the Longhairs as well as the Longhair Carriers) are related to Stackhouse, our current Longhair Stud Dog. By the way–Stackhouse will be eight years old this November. His siring days are numbered–he has a couple of good years left at least. The biggest issue is we don’t breed back to the same lineage–Stack is related to most of these girls that will produce the Longhairs. Without Manfred, we would be very limited in our ability to produce those Longhair puppies. That would be a sad reality.
A New Chapter Begins
~With The New Family
In the first episode of ‘ReHomed,’ we shared about finding Rocky and Mickey a Rock-solid placement. Yes, we got a lot of interest. Nonetheless, not everyone was going to be in the best interest of the two–but we do so appreciate everyone who had the heart to want to help.
As the transition began, Kirsten was kind enough to keep us in the loop. We realize she puts in long hours, and there was the Weim-thing, but she thought about updating us frequently. We had discussed that neither Rocky nor Mickey were supposedly swimmers. Of course, both Kirsten, as well as Cliff and I hoped she could get the both of them at least in the water, if not swimming.
This Water Thing Happened
Not long after they arrived home, Rocky made himself at home in the wading pool.
~ and So Much More
The neighbors, hogs, deer and especially the neighborhood foxes will be thankful the dogs are headed back to Seattle (me not so much). Thanking two dogs for their friendship over the last few months might sound odd to some, but until you learn the love of not only one, but two Weimaraners you just can’t comprehend their healing nature despite the high energy approach. Have fun with the kids Tiga and Lotte and GO HAWKS!
Dear Mike, we thank you for your service and the sacrifices made. We are glad that Tiga and Lotte are much loved. We understand what you mean about the healing nature of such a relationship–so happy that you can benefit from all they have to offer.
For those reading this update–Tiga and Lotte have been residing in Germany with Mike, but they will be returning to the Pacific NW again soon. He will sorely miss them, but the demands of life require them to go home to Mama and the kids.
What We Want
~Even When Mom Gives us the Best
This water tastes so much better from the Watering Can. Oh Yeah!
GREETINGS FROM FAR EASTERN OREGON
~SEPTEMBER 8, 2018
We watch as the farmers are scurrying about nearly everywhere. There is this and that going on–the September work of the harvest and the preparation of fields for next year. Big machines devour the corn for livestock feed. Onions are topped and toted off to storage or to the packing shed to be run for the fresh pack scenario.
Our hay field is happily growing. The backfield is getting a second watering–it needed another drink to be ready for preparation. We are going back to hay after the wheat this year. We prefer the hay– fewer chemicals around us and the Weimaraners. It allows us a place to run the Weims without harming a crop. It is the best solution overall–the price goes up and down. Right now, it is not a big money maker. We sincerely hope to get a little money for things needed; however, if it pays for the taxes and insurance, we will breathe a sigh of relief. Country life requires cash, energy, and commitment. We do so love living here.
The Veterinary Wellness Exam happened Tuesday. All the kids passed. (Hurrah!) We made a couple of trips to the Three Cliff’s Sanctuary– (it is located on the southeast corner of our property). I think it is a magical place–at least for our family, and wild critters. It is also fabulous for the puppies. That is something Cliff’s father and uncle didn’t imagine when they planted it for the birds.
The Great Granddaughters and both Granddaughters just happened to be there for the second adventure of the week. I did post some of these photos on Instagram. Isn’t this just grand for the puppies. It does our soul good too!
This Week on the Blog
Sunday—September 2— Go Broncos (Stackhouse)
Monday–-September 3— Labor Day (Mousse Nursing)
Tuesday —September 4— Celebrating (Mesquite)
Wednesday —September 5— From Jan (About Willow)
Thursday –-September 6— Smelly (ZooBoo)
Friday — September 7 — Re-Homed-Part One (Rocky and Mickey)
On a very personal note
More gardening as you might expect–we mostly harvested tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, and melons. The Honeydews are the biggest I have ever seen. We tried growing them in the past, but never with great success. The cantaloupes are stolen as fast as they ripen to our chagrin–the voles seem to favor them, like Grandpa Cliff.
Grandpa Cliff was busy with irrigating (with our old wheel lines that is an adventure). He also did considerable tractor work, repaired whatnot, and sprayed weeds. The latter I prefer we not do any more than necessary, but shucks we cannot forego it entirely.
I am trying to work on the stuff of life–we eliminated a lot. Regardless, getting things organized and stowed succinctly seems to be ongoing. The process continues. Yesterday, I went through at least four boxes of items. I found a few treasures–newspaper clipping of every sort imaginable–our son as an Ontario Tiger Basketball player making the sports page, the Three Cliff’s Sanctuary as a featured article, numerous clippings featuring Cliff’s mother (Zeola) who chaired and co-chaired the Red Cross Blood Drive for years. Oh and a blast from the past back in our day of working with At-risk Teens.