Category Archives: OwyheeStar Weim
Just wanted to share some pics from Milly’s first hunts as requested. Her first hunt was at a release sight, and she did fantastic. Pointed a few, didn’t range too far and listened well. She had her first wild bird hunt this weekend and did amazing. Pointed several birds, worked methodically, and most importantly had a blast.
Chris and two others hunted behind her and both couldn’t believe how well she performed, especially for being so young. Chris and his hunting companions are looking forward to many more hunts behind this extremely birdy girl! 😊
We are happy to get this update with the photos. Thank you, ever so much for taking the time and effort to record her first hunt. You are off to a fabulous start. We could not be happier. Go, Milly!
While my mom stepped away for a moment, I thought I would send you a quick update. She planted a bunch of carrots this year and guess who got to be the taste tester. All is well here in Georgia. By the way, I overheard my dad mention I need a sibling. I may have to print our your latest “new arrival pics” and put them all around the house. ssssssssssshhhh don’t tell them I know how to type and use the printer. Was sending these in a hurry so they aren’t all rotated.
Jacie, it is so exciting to hear from you. It has been a long time. Carrots–yum. They are good for you. Did you know pumpkin and sweet potatoes are also good–no sugar and spices. (Haha)
Ah, a sibling. Wow! That would get exciting. We send you a hug sweet girl. Oh, and Jacie– I think our program straightened your photos for you.
~Something to Make You Smile
I am working down the Wait List as Dixie delivered last Tuesday. It is probably the reason we are dragging a bit. She opted to have one of those all-night whelp situations. Sadly, we lost one of the ten pups–OwyheeStar mortality rates are generally low, but it is unrealistic to think you can save every puppy born. We were saddened. We quickly focused on the nine gorgeous, healthy pups. They continue to thrive. Click Here to view the photos we took of the pups on Day One.
Typically, all our pups are promised before they arrive. It is not the case this time for a multitude of reasons–primarily, people want what we didn’t get, or it doesn’t fit into their timeframe. There you have it! We know how little control we have. We rejoice in each arrival despite it not being what we might need for our waiters. What can I say?
At this point we have not promised any pups–but no doubt the two Silver Gray Females will go to someone on the Wait List. We have several families waiting for either a Gray or a Silver Gray Female. Some are hoping for a Gray or Silver Male. It is a process to work through the Wait List and discuss with each person along the way. I will probably be putting out the word that we have Blue pups available, and that we are accepting applications.
I know we will get a lot of requests for a Christmas puppy. Those that know me best, know I rarely think that is a good idea. We won’t go into the reasons, but if you know the breed, then you understand. These pups would be ready to leave on January 1st. I am not sure exactly how the departure will shake out–but probably on that weekend or the weekend after depending upon road conditions and what we can get scheduled. Honestly, I think that is the perfect time to get the Christmas puppy–after the holiday hoopla is over.
At 6.5 Months
Just wanted to send you a quick update on Milly (Bernie and Boone 18 litter). She is 6.5 months old now, wow where did time go? She is such a joy and we fall more in love with her every day. She is in level 4 (out of 4) in obedience training on her way to getting her canine good citizenship certificate. She does so well in class and we are working hard to enforce all her commands into everyday life. She is still growing like a weed and I believe is now around 45lbs. We love this spunky, smart, cuddly girl so much! Here are some recent photos!
(Milly and her Weim “cousin” Sky are best of friends)
(She is learning to enjoy playing in the rain, she’s a Seattle girl after all! This has taken much coercion but she’s getting used to it)
(Sometimes she thinks she is a cat! Notice her blanket which is spread out that she chose to ignore)
(She has daddy wrapped around her finger)Thanks again for a wonderful pup!Deanna
Our Boy, Duke
~Who Did That?!?**This turd turned 1 yesterday! We love him so much, but there is this!
He also loves chewing on ginormous logs, rocks, the siding of our house, our deck and our walls. Oh and every. single. dog bed. 🤷🤦 In the life of a Weim! ❤️**As I knew it would be, it’s been difficult to train him with us and the kids not being consistent with commands, expectations etc. But, he has really changed (better) the last couple months.
At The End of the Day
~This How It Looks
We love these folks–they are dedicated Weimlovers. Nevertheless, we would prefer everyone to avoid this kind of behavioral issue. I am so very glad they shared it though. And, they were kind enough to allow me to make a post that might help someone else avoid having this kind of situation.
I can only guess what lead to this–but the best way to avoid having this type of situation is to follow through with constant supervision at the early stages. If you are not watching them, all kinds of bad things can and do happen. Duke is not the first, nor will he be the last Weim to much on the sheetrock. The exterior siding, flower pots, carpeting, dog beds, wood posts, and just about anything they can get their lips on is a target.
The trick to avoiding it is not to let the behavior start. The crate-training is essential. It only takes a moment for the Weimaraner to get into trouble. My mantra is freedom is earned. Just remember that habits (good and bad) are quickly ingrained, and then nearly impossible to change in the concrete-thinking Weimaraner.
Also, you have to consider the separation anxiety factor. People often spend 24 X 7 with their Weimaraner puppy and think they are doing a fabulous thing. Then, they leave for an hour to run to the grocery and come home to something like this or worse. It is the same for the yard–you cannot just leave a Weimaraner home in the yard–that is unless they have become adapted to that situation. So, that brings me to the point, even once they have earned a measure of freedom, it is essential that they also learn to be somewhat flexible. It is a lot better when they learn how to adapt to schedule changes–or being left behind when necessary.
Finally, can I mentioned that Dusty, back in the day, ate a $2,000 rock. Another time it was an $ 800 rock. One required major surgery, the other not. Rocks are hard on the teeth, and if ingested, they pose a life-threatening issue. Yes, the Weimaraner is not for the weak of heart. Even people who have the best intentions can get into trouble.
~Popcorn and TD’s
Stackhouse loves football season–especially his team, The Boise State Broncos. He could not believe his good fortune when we dug out the special Game Day Tee. Of course, that also meant catching tossed popcorn as well as Touch Down or Scoring celebration–the tossing and catching of his football.
~The Look Says It All
1. Where Have You Been?
2. Why Are You Late?
3. We see the clock–lady.
Our Weimaraner can tell time–well, to them ten minutes maybe means nothing. But know when it is bedtime to the minute is a science.
Sorry Pops, we need both rafts cause Coopers getting bigger, you can sit on the steps….
Never a dull moment. The addition of Coop has sparked new interest in Luke and our lives. We are gearing up for many new adventures as we navigate selling our home, moving to an apartment a few blocks away and then transitioning to our place in the desert eventually to retire. Our boys have proven time and time again just how versatile they can be and remind us that we should be too and to not take things so seriously.
The boys focus on the fetch regardless of sirens, fireworks wind and waves…
We had the gray ghost, the blue, then there were long hairs ,,, what that a polka dot Weim?
These guys are getting comfortable sharing whatever they are dealt,,,
They will take whatever they are given,,,, guess I sleep at the foot of the bed
As always Shela I hope you and Cliff are doing well. We so appreciate the care and kindness you 2 put into everything you do for these adorable creatures and those whom you guide through the rearing process.
Love and Light ~ Cal
We so appreciate the update with all the photos, etc. Thank you, for the exceptionally kind words and endorsement. Of course, we have known each other for a very long time–all due to our Weimaraner connection. Who knew this would become a thing? And, indeed it is as well as being entirely life-changing. We would have never guessed. We are glad the whole experience blesses you.
GREETINGS FROM FAR EASTERN OREGON
~JULY 28, 2018
This blog marks the 30th Saturday synopsis of 2018. I find it hard to believe how quickly 2018 races toward to goal of passing the baton to 2019. Wow–it is beyond amazing to think how close we are to the year 2020.
The bare fields speak of harvest. The grain combined and hauled away–all the details to be revealed soon. Our hay is looking lovely and preparing for another cutting. Of course, the back field stripped of the grain and straw awaits attention. Next year, another first-year crop of hay will be in the works.
We continue to process applications. We all wait together for the news. The question remains, when will we get a puppy–that meets the family’s specific criteria? That is always the question. So, we wait and hope for Fall or Early Winter pups to arrive. Predictions are fickle. Even when a female is mated, she may well produce nothing. (OMG) We most certainly hope to beat those odds. Nonetheless, we are in a Waiting Game and sit here breath-abated along with those on the Wait List for which we have no particulars to share.
Meanwhile, the business of raising Manfred continues. There are the walks and adventures. He is growing like a weed. (Haha)
This Week on the Blog
Sunday— July 22 — In Tennesee (Our Macey)
Monday–- July 23 — Remembering (Jake of NZ)
Tuesday — July 24 — Smokey
Wednesday — July 25 — Jorja (Back in the USA)
Thursday –- July 26 — Raising (the Weimaraner litter)
Friday — July 27 — It’s Me (Bella Blue)
On a very personal note
The gardening girls were here this week. What fun we had. Their favorite is the cucumbers, but they also love the cherry tomatoes. Isn’t it amazing that they will eat the cucumbers as a snack?
We have been problem-solving and whatnot. Our new cell phone bill arrived with a shocking amount owed. In review, there was a sizeable error. We called, and the correction was made in quick order. Anyhow, we have been taking care of a few business matters. I’ve made a couple of batches of Gluten-free cupcakes for Mr. Cliff. So far, we have not been overrun with zucchini–that is amazing. On Thursday, Evangeline helped me whip up the chocolate cakes. She liked the frosting the best. Imagine that!?! Later I started a couple of jars of pickled peppers. We will see what happens.
I’ve been busy with annual doctor visits. I have one remaining–it was supposed to happen next week, but it has been postponed until closer to the end of August. It is the Oncologist visit. I am hoping when it is done; I can say I finished with everything except for Integrative Medical Visits which help with the healing process. Cliff has a follow up with the Oncologist between now and the end of the year. We hope things stay about the same, or improvement would be fabulous.
This week, Kimi Seals, (a young mother of four) who had been diagnosed with breast cancer after I had completed my treatment completed her work here on earth. Maybe I should put it this way–she is enjoying a well-deserved rest after a valiant battle. It is hard to know why some are granted a stay, a miraculous healing, additional time, and others are not. Everyone desperately wanted Kimi to stay–there were so many reasons to justify doing so. Nonetheless, it was not possible, and she was called to the other side. Her children, husband, and other family members left to await a reunion in eternity.
Cliff and I count our blessings every day. We have been afforded time as well as the opportunity to invest in the world. We laugh with the great-granddaughters often. What a privilege it is. Thank you, Ashley Petersen, for making that possible.