Category Archives: Longhair
Garden Fresh Carrots
The Weimaraner loves their veggies. The fresher the better. Grandma Terri captured this photo of Maverick (a young Blue Longhair Weimaraner) Crazy for her Garden Fresh Carrots. His big sister (Goldee) is a fan too!
They can’t get enough of their carrots!! My moms have even planted each of them their own veggie half barrels. They can’t wait for things to start sprouting!
Many of you who live in Western Oregon know and love Terri Jacobson. She is Grandma extraordinaire and Holly’s Mama too! Beyond those two fabulous roles in her life, she is known to many for her pet and critter photography. She captured these photos last year during a visit to Grandma’s garden.
A Little Blue Longhair Girl
Just wanted to drop a note to let you know Lily’s doing well. We had our initial vet visit this past Tuesday & she weighed 13.5 pounds. She plays and plays and plays & can’t figure out why Sis’s 14-year-old Daisy doesn’t want to play. Daisy is so patient with Lily’s nipping at her haunches and trying to grab the scruff of her neck…there’s only been a couple of big ‘woofs’…..and they have played, but Daisy’s arthritis makes it hard for her.
Lily finally sat still enough for Sis to get a decent picture, although the angle makes her looks HUGE…..she’s not the big (yet) Lol
Lily looks happy and like she is loving her new life. She is fortunate to have a very patient big sister in Daisy.
I can relate to these three that are so ready for bed. There are so many captions that could fit this snapshot–maybe you can comment what came to mind. That would be great.
- Let’s get this show on the road
- Find a place if you can Mama–don’t disturb us.
- Are you going to get this bed made so we can call it a day?
- We need our beauty sleep.
There is no doubt the snapshot speaks. It is a special one. Two Weims and a Kitty–both Weimaraners are Blue. One is a Longhair and the other the traditional smooth coat. Behind the obvious, there is a magical backdrop. If you don’t remember the story, or you missed it, less than two months ago Blue (the smooth coat Blue Weimaraner) joined the family. Click here to get the scoop. Things happen for a reason seems to be the appropriate mantra. What an amazing family (fur and human) to pull all this off during a busy baseball and golf season. Many thanks to Beth and all that made this fairy tale ending possible.
We hauled some sand in for our project.
Blue really loves sand I hauled in several ton and he would not leave or let me spread the sand, he stayed there nearly all day.
We do A lot Together
As you can see by the photos, Blue is getting big. My parents love him too! Oh yea, and loves the water. He is doing really well with shed, pheasant, and rabbit hunting. He spooks out the small game a retrieves them for me.
We remember you driving all the way from Southern California to pick up Blue after completing your special mechanic’s training as part of your military assignment there in Missouri. The weather was touch and go, but somehow it worked in your favor.
It has been a while since we sent you an update….and it’s not because we haven’t had anything new to share! Life has been extremely busy with travel and starting up a new business. Olli has grown into his role as the #2 distillery dog. The Fed Ex and UPS drivers all know him and always have a treat for him. Unfortunately, now, every time he sees a truck he thinks that it’s one of his friends!!
Focused and Fun Loving
He is an incredibly intense and fun loving dog. Whether it be focused on the rabbits under the deck or paying attention when we are out running, he is 100% committed to what he is doing. He also has an incredibly sweet side to him as well and can be extremely affectionate. But, then, we need to get back to business :). He loves our older dog, Rudi, (much to Rudi’s chagrin) but he is also much more respectful of Rudi and recognizes when he just needs to take a little more time. While Olli needs a firm hand and continuous training, he is still a fun loving Weimaraner. We adore him!!Take care–Mary, and Ralf
In case you are new to the blog or you don’t remember Olli, here are some previous blog posts.
A lot of folks like to revisit the links and to get a feel for a particular pup and their unfolding story. This interest might be even truer when it comes to the Longhairs. We cannot say enough how much we appreciate hearing about Olli’s life and how he fits into their family structure. Clearly, they have a busy life with all that is going on, but at the same time, they are dedicated to their fur children. Isn’t that grand?
Well, we have way too many gophers in our hay fields. Some have moved towards our house and lawn area. That is never as good thing. Cliff and Stackhouse have been working on an eradication process. Sorry, for those that don’t understand, we cannot relocate gophers. As with any vermin, they multiply in quick order. Cliff said they caught at least twelve this morning. Then at four o’clock when they went back out to change the water, they caught another 3 or 4. The Gophers had been actively digging where Cliff was irrigating, and this forced them to come to the surface. Whatever helps, it is a good thing to knock the numbers back.
You know we have been working on our Utility Bath. It is spacious for an old farmhouse. We had room for a large wire crate at the end–this is where Mesquite is enjoying solitude with her babies. She is never far from us, but she doesn’t want Stackhouse examining her babies.
He is interested, and he is the sire of the litter. There are two Longhair Pups in this litter. Here is one of the two at Three Weeks.
Atticus in New Zealand
How did Atticus deal with the loss of Squiggle?…
It was a weird time for us, which probably helped him out. At that time I was doing small animal weekend and relief work in Texas, so I had a lot of free time I was spending with them at home. I knew the time was getting close. Squiggle had major muscle atrophy in her hind ends and was having trouble getting up or going for extending walks. She had a couple of accidents while sleeping. She also had several large masses of her spleen and several other health problems. I spent a couple days with them doing their favorite things, and let her eat a lot of people food. I set up an appointment early in the morning on my day off and I decided to take Atticus with me. Atticus and I were in a room with her and a vet tech. Atticus just laid down while I did everything with her. He licked his paws the whole time but didn’t get visually or vocally upset otherwise. We spent about a half hour in the room with her and then we left. He didn’t seem very interested in her; didn’t go over to her to smell or nudge her or anything.Afterward, I took him to the dog park, had lunch with a friend and then just chilled at home. At this time, when I wasn’t home I was taking them to a dog daycare/boarding place every day I was working. So he had no time to be at the house alone. He was either with me or with the staff and other dogs at the daycare center. He never searched for her or seemed otherwise upset.I’m not sure if this is a normal response, or just him, or what. Hopefully, that helps.Marika
I wonder if Atticus didn’t take his cue from you. Maybe you had resolved this, and while you were sad, you knew it was inevitable. Plus you work with this kind of thing (being a Vet) and help others deal with the loss. Each situation is unique. He was busy with his normal life. You were sad to say goodbye to Squiggle. Nonetheless, you knew there was no turning back. It is beyond sad to lose an old friend.
Goldee loves Mom’s house, there are chickens living on three of the four fence lines. She goes from one side to the next to the next and around again. Every once in a while she’ll come over to our chairs to say hello and just as quick she is off to hunt the birds at the feeders. Mav and Autzen are down the fetch business from the minute we arrive and the minute we leash them up to leave. They LOVE their Grammy’s acre.
Earlier in the day, Goldee awakes to find out today is going to be excellent.
Waking Up Sunday
~ To hear you are going to Grammy’s Acre
Like all grandchildren, Goldee, Maverick, and Autzen love Grammy’s place. Today, it is back to work and life as normal. They await the weekend like their humans.