~ Fun with Charlie Mae
The Game–the way things work!
This continues to be her favorite game. Grab a sock from wherever she can get it – dirty clothes/clean clothes/from a drawer, it matters not!!! Once she successfully finds one, then she comes and finds us to make sure we see she’s got one.
It’s then time for the chase. This is where we run around the house after her, eventually, she jumps on our bed and with some negotiating she will drop it… It’s SO cute (most of the time), if you don’t co-operate with her plan, she’s been known to take out her frustration on the found sock… We just love this big personality pup!
We are in the middle of the Longhair discussion on the blog. It seems right to showcase one today. What better thing to have this from Will and Jill?
Yesterday, Charlie Mae was on the blog (her silhouette), but there is a lot more to the Longhair than that feathering. It has been some time since I talked about the Longhair Weimaraner. There are a very few OwyheeStar clients that don’t care for the look of the Longhair; however, by and large, most really love the idea–even if they don’t embrace getting one. Not everyone is going to like the same thing. That being said–much of what we have achieved is due to the Longhair DNA pool. Those who voice the loudest objections are often the recipient of the benefits.
Your family are adamant Weimaraner lovers–you have had nearly every look available except the Blue Longhair. We know Ellie, your daughter, hopes to one day get a second Longhair. Cliff and I still remember when you contacted us, and the only thing we had available was Charlie Mae. You met us to see what they were like and soon we heard that you wanted to add her to your family. It makes us happy to know you enjoy this lovely girl. Of course, you still have Murphy–the traditional Blue Weimaraner. He is much-loved as well. Thank you, for being a faithful and devoted OwyheeStar Weim-loving family. Here ( https://owyheestarweimaranersnews.com/2016/03/06/murphy/ ) is the last time Murphy, your Blue Boy appeared on the blog.
Just when you think you have seen it all, along comes something well, not new per say, but unexpected.
Jaeger (pictured at five-weeks here to the left) doesn’t have young photos of him sticking out his tongue. We all know; however, I have shown you some of my favorite such pictures with the same gesture. Who doesn’t laugh?
Not long ago, he was using the Cat Tree–as well as doing some field training. You have to admit he is entertaining. Oh, and pretty darned cute. However, did you get such a snapshot of Jaeger?
Taking It Too Far?!?
~ Ed Writes
Jaeger is sticking his tongue out at me, I know he can be stubborn, but this is taking it too far lol.
The Balanced Weimar
He also ended up standing totally on that bota with all four feet.
For Our Lap
~Reasonating with Weimlovers Everywhere
Dottie still believes she is a lap dog
Open and Shut
~ Still Learning New Things
Henry loves to let himself back in the house when he is outside. This morning I started training him to close the door. Tonight, he is closing it without me pointing at it, I’m confident he will be closing doors soon. Still such a smart boy.
Henry is amazing, but so are his humans. Kudos to both! Click here to read the last blog that featured this lovely Oregon Weimar.
Cat Tree Find
The Weimaraner is odd some say. I guess it depends on your perspective. Most Weim-addicts would say that they are entertaining. Of course, the definition of what makes us laugh is open to interpretation.
Walking in and finding your pup has taken up residence in the Cat Tree is something you don’t see every day. What does that cute face say?
I think it speaks of opportunity, and why not anyhow? Jaeger fits and seems to enjoy being caught on camera doing the funny Weim antic. Yes, we agree. It is so darned cute you wish they could stay that size, right?
Crazy hunting dogs!
You know these critters we love and adore. Yes, I am speaking of the Weimaraner. We adopted a couple of adults from Cliff and Shela–one was Roxy. Let it suffice to say they each have their things–one chews plastic. There is the toting of gloves, shoes, etc. You know quite possibly for what I speak. A person has to be on alert always, and it seems never to end. Roxy had been restless for some time at night. Mothers hear the rustling and the moving because our ear is attuned to it. I had been wondering what might be the problem. Anyhow, I spotted this critter thanks to Roxy.
Mike had to work yesterday, which is unusual for a Sunday. There sat the porcupine gnawing on a log in our back “yard” about 30 feet or so from the house. This taunting action (that troubled Roxy to no end) went on for a couple of hours. Roxy was very excited and drove me crazy.
I finally went out the front door and walked the two Weim kids (Roxy and Sage) because Mike was taking forever to get home. He came home and got rid of it for me. Now there are quills everywhere. Roxy was on high alert up until she finally crashed for the night.
Last night was the first night in a long time when Roxy wasn’t stirring… Maybe this is what has been bothering her, though it could have been anything like deer, raccoons, coyotes, etc. Putting up the 7-foot fence up was worth every penny.
I think we need to shut off the sensor light Mike put in at night, though if there is a full moon, it doesn’t matter.
The Weimaraner has an incredible scenting ability. They also seem to be able to spot critters. Who can guess if the night light turning on is her alert? Maybe not, but quite possibly. In our experience, it doesn’t take much to trigger the sensor lights, and they flip on. Many a night I have gotten up to see what triggered our light to find nothing and to conclude it was probably a night prowling kitty.
Yesterday we learned about Ohren’s help in the kitchen–you remember the photo of her helping pre-wash the dishes, right? If not-this her pictured above.
Her sister in Portland (Schatzi) also is a whiz at helping with the dishes. Jeff writes–
The kids are excited to have another dishwasher in the house!! Plus she slept through the night last night so that is a bonus with no pee in the crate. We are rolling now!!
Beginning with Bella
~some time ago
Before Bella got here, I got a mattress. I laid it on the floor in the living room just because I know puppies like to chew things. (I had no clue about the Weimaraner (joined Weim Crime on Facebook learned a lot LOL) and how they love to chew things up don’t worry I wouldn’t change a thing I am so grateful to have her).
(I think I own stock in Bitter Apple Co. now, but I’m not sure, (LOL) The stuff works). I wanted to protect my antique wooden furniture in the bedroom, and I know dogs love to chew wood. Therefore, I figured I’d play it on the safe side. Well, the mattress on the floor thing has worked out awesome. We all sleep on the floor in the living room–Me, the old Levi and the younger Bella.
Gulping Her Food
The chewing was not the only challenge. Bella also likes to scarf down her food. I got one of those balls that you put food in she loves it. She rolls it all over the house– it’s good exercise, too! Every once in awhile she gets a treat. The other day Levi was laying on the bed which is up against the couch. Levi’s back was laying against the couch with her feet out the other direction. The food ball was around Levi’s tummy area. You get the picture. Something was about to happen. Well, Bella was right there trying to get little chunks of food out of the ball. Every time she would get a piece of food out, Levi would eat it. (ha) Bella would have this look on her face like what the geez did you just do? I worked so hard to get that food out and you (Levi) ate it. It was too funny!
The difference between these two dogs is amazing. Levi is a lab mix. I am not sure what the mix is but the two dogs are so different. I got Levi at 6 weeks old, and she has been amazing. I don’t know if I ever told you this or not, but I had an elderly couple that had lived next door to me for nine years. They were living there when Levi came home. The older gentleman fence proofed the whole side so that Levi couldn’t get through the fence. I mean he was awesome with her–like they shared custody.
A few years back they moved away. Levi missed him so much, so she went and lived with them for approximately a year. After he passed away, I got Levi back. This happened just before I picked up Bella. I was not prepared to have two dogs let alone two big dogs, but I am adjusting. Actually, I love it! (LOL) I just had to share this story with you.
We all appreciate you letting us share this story. Everyone loves to read about other folks and their Weim’s antics and solutions that make a difference. The Bitter Apple –well, some Weims love it. They think it is ketchup on a hotdog. I was once told the best way to avoid this situation is to soak a cotton ball in the apple solution and pop it in their cheek for a moment. Then, the aversion to it happens quick. Yes, we tried the stuff on our outdoor wood posts, and they loved it. It was then I spoke to our Vet, and she is the one who told us how to prevent this scenario. Sometimes you need to give them the taste so they won’t go near it. This might help someone else.
It is so great that you were flexible and able to bring Levi back into the fold. Bella has never known life without her sister. I do believe, Bella enhances Levi’s golden years too. What a great job you are doing with the both of them. Thanks again for the share.
Are You Shopping?
Did you make a return?
A question for you? Why not avoid the crowds and stay home? We can play a little game of Ice Frisbee and hang out. Then you avoid the crazy person who is suffering from after Christmas Crazy Syndrome. Have you seen what happens out there?
The driving. The crowds. The lines–at the checkout and the return counter are all best avoided according to the Weimar. Sometimes they know best, and if you ask them, it would be almost always. Winter Games Weims Play is nothing short of clever. Don’t you agree–manipulation and mind games might be a part. (hmmm)
~ by Shela Nielsen (12, 22. 2017) Copyright
The tree has been decked.
The packages wrapped
The ribbons have been nibbled or snatched for the track.
I am rethinking Christmas and all that comes with
Maybe next year the tree from the ceiling is it.
I ponder the ribbons and wrap.
Metal boxes and trunks will fill the bill.
Boots instead of stockings
with edibles set outside to chill.
The car trunk makes for safe keeping.
While pondering the changes,
Along came a clatter.
From the kitchen, the pie plate left the counter.
Flecks of pumpkin amidst his lips.
Back to the drawing board –I guess it is.
Meanwhile, the Weimar plots and plans.
How about a game of toss the snowball?