Mesquite is going on ten years old and she is still quite spry. I purchased two beds for her, one for her house, and the other for the living room floor. The beds are 7 inches thick and give her a lot of support. In fact she is sound to sleep on her bed right now, at the foot of my chair.
I took her pheasant hunting about six weeks ago, we were out about four hours, and she didn’t quit ounce. The cover was getting laid over and birds just wanted to run, very frustrating for an inexperienced dog. She kept after them, and we ended up with two at the end of the day. Mesquite had a fun day, didn’t hear a peep out of her on the way home, lots of snoring. Not like on the way up, the singing really starts when you turn on to a gravel road. Amazing how they figure that out. Lyle
~ With Sena
Tonite. I expected her to wad it up but she didn’t.
I took her to town yesterday trying to get her used to riding. She hated it, stayed pissed at me the whole time. Would not ride in front with me & when we went to DQ for a cone she said up yours lady, & would have nothing to do with it. Even dragged across her nose. Too bad I had to eat 2. Haha.
Weims can be weird. She probably feared you would drop her off–her last trip was when we left her with you. Keep trying, as I know you will–she will learn you are not going to leave her anywhere.
~ With Sena
On occasion, we get lucky–and we find a Golden Year Placement for a retired female. Dazee–did not turn out as we planned. I won’t bore you with all the details, but let me sum it up that she was the result of a cross between a couple of lineages (both carried the Longhair gene, but neither was related to Stackhouse). The plan was then that we could raise Longhairs with Stackhouse, but things didn’t work out as planned–so, we decided not to mate her again.
Finding the right placement for Dazee was challenging. She is a quieter gal that likes things pretty much her way. Not that she is not friendly, she is–and she gets along with other dogs. But she doesn’t take to a lot of commotion or activity. Ideally, we needed a quieter lifestyle. And along came Sena, who is a bit older (my age), and she needed another Weimaraner in her life. And so their journey together began a couple of weeks ago.
~As the Journey Together Begins
(Day One) She’s a precious soul. I think we’ll be fine. She has no interest in going outside. She is not interested in much–including food.
(Day Two) Another day, and now she is eating -chicken soup got her interested in supper. She wasn’t interested in her dry stuff but was definitely interested in my chicken soup so I put a tablespoon of broth & a few pieces of carrot & cleaned right up. Same with breakfast. She’s drinking too. In the past I explored about a doggie door here but just not feasible. So I have to participate. I think too she was exhausted from her travels yesterday. I’m sure each day will bring something new. Good for both of us.
(Day Three) A new day– I have a different girl today. She’s initiating & going to the door. Not resistant to the lead now. Up & more interested in life. 😉
(Day Four) I left the back door open & closed off other free space & just went away. The birds & squirrels were teasing her. She’s been out several times now. Briefly, but HALLELUJAH. Progress! (See the above photo–she loves her domain.) 27 frickin’ degrees out there. She’s an outdoor girl after all. 😁
Yup. Birds & squirrels. 😁We are doing very well. She’s just right for me. 😉
(Day Six) And yet another significant change–And, now she’s only requiring crating if I leave. Great progress. Yes, when I saw her birthday, I realized I should get to have most of her 5th year, which also made me happy. She’s a precious little soul & now I have a family again.
(Finally at One Week Plus) Oh definitely–this girl is heart healing. I was in despair, and that’s all gone. Not to say I don’t miss my boys every day, however, I am functional again which I was becoming less each day til last Saturday. My friends also know I’m different, affirming this was needed and she’s so right. Ok, busy lady, thx for all once more I will be in touch. 🐾👋
This picture of Naomi is from last summer. She had found a hankie and put it on Sage like a blanket. Sage has such a sweet way with children. She seems especially fond of them. (Naomi, my Goddaughter, is now seven but only weighs 35 lbs.) Naomi’s Spina bifida means she sometimes has required special medical care–most recently a surgical procedure to replace both ends of the shunt. Naomi is doing great, getting back to her old self. Praise God.
Naomi gets around with crutches that fasten to her wrists now. She can walk a few steps without them but then falls on her butt. She is always so excited and has such a zest for life.
Naomi also loves the dogs. When she was younger, she would beg to go into the penned area with them, but once in there, with Copper towering over her licking her face, she would cry. Then she would want to be with them again. Naomi and Sage do well together–Sage has such a sweet way with children. She seems especially fond of them.
When Lara shared this photo and a bit of information, I asked permission to share it with our readers. She said I could. This story is such a sweet one. You might remember that Sage is a retired OwyheeStar and Roxie was a return–both were rehomed with Lara. We are ever so thankful and glad to hear that Sage loves children.
~In Her Golden Year Placement
Dear Cliff and Shela
I have some news–I am being a good girl. Bonnie and Elton have rules–I thought you said I was running things. Well, I am staying off the couch –kind of off. I find ways to get by here–did I say they have rules?
It gets worse. They waterboard me in the shower. That aside, it’s a pretty good gig what with the constant love and attention. They train easily and recognize I’m the boss…
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Blast From the Past–Ginger is Deja’s Mama
~ With Cliff and Shela
Mesquite back home from her trip to Oregon to visit Shela and Cliff. They were delivering a new puppy to a couple from Washington State.
Shela and Cliff had not seen Mesquite since she was placed in her forever home in August 2017.Mesquite recognized both of them and was happy to see them again.
We could not be happier for Mesquite–what a life she has with you. Thank you, both–for loving her and meeting us so we could see her. I think she was somewhat worried when she smelled the Weim scent on us and remembered–she would not have wanted to leave with us. (Haha)
~ The Ups and Downs
It has been a while since I have sent an update. Both dogs are doing well. Zula continues to be her normal feisty self. Her muzzle is turning white but she still has the energy of a much younger dog.When she sees me putting a jacket on she is immediately by my side wiggling not just her tail but her entire body. She knows a jacket means that we are going outside or perhaps even for a ride in the car.
Pushkin continues to be a puppy, even though he is almost 2 years old. He is a sweet boy but is continually pushing my limits. This morning he came in from outside with tremendously muddy feet. Upon inspection of the yard, I found a large hole where the recently planted grass used to be. He had discovered a gopher mound and apparently decided to see if he could catch it’s inhabitant. I scolded him but no real punishment as he is only doing what Weims are bred to do……hunt.
We continue with the nose work. It is a game to Push. I have been taking him to Home Depot where I will go in and hide several containers of a scent in different places and then take him in to find them. The folks at Home Depot are great. I would like to take him through the truffle hunting training the next time it comes to Oregon.
I took both Push and Zula to Terri Jacobson‘s to have their picture taken with Santa. Push was not very co-operative so we shall see how the pictures turn out. Both Terri and Santa are blessed with a tremendous amount of patience.
I hope that you and Cliff are doing well.
Zula and Pushkin are extraordinarily lucky–and that includes their Santa photos with Terri Jacobson.
Sage is still doing fine. She isn’t always impressed with things such as me not being able to find her regular dish–and her having to eat out of a Cool whip container. This happened because I couldn’t find the dog dishes so I grabbed that for her to give her breakfast. At first she just looked at it like she wasn’t sure what to do with it but, being a Weim, she figured out there was food in it so she went ahead and ate out of it. It was funny to watch her.
In the photo at the top here she is laying on a blanket. She was being goofy and kept barking at Copper like she was daring him to try to take it away from her. She does that with her bone sometimes in her crate too. It was pretty funny.
When we had the VBS Emma and Naomi and her mom stayed at our place in their camper and Naomi found a hanky in my room and she went and covered Sage with it. It was so cute–Sage is just so extra special with little kids that’s what was really funny
Had to Happen
The dogs all three got baths because the septic backed up and the good news is that it didn’t back up into the house. Anyhow John Paul had hit one of the vent pipes with the high Grass mower and they did a temporary fix by simply putting an inverted bucket on top. (It would have been okay, but you know.) Well I noticed the dogs drinking water from around the bucket and with closer observation realized there was toilet paper in the water so the guys made quick work to get the septic fixed. I had to give three dogs baths with the boys help. They sure look funny dripping wet.
Emma (my goddaughter) who I have over quite often sits here with her buddies Roxy and Copper. Roxy and Copper like to watch out the window for the chipmunks and wild rabbits and then of course they bark and go completely insane. Of course, then they want to go outside. I know it’s kind of goofy but anyway we’ve had to really watch cuz Copper all of a sudden decided he wanted to get a good sniff. He started sneaking out the back door–something he’s never done before.
We are glad that Sage and Roxy (and your non-Weimar Black Cur–Copper) are all doing well. You have a very busy and exciting life. Thanks for all you do. We are especially thankful that you adopted Sage and Roxy–not a young puppy. You have given them the best possible situation. Thanks, again.
Well Mesquite has been living in Prosser for two years today. She is celebrating by getting a bath! She doesn’t like it but she lets you do it. She sure likes to prance after she gets out of the tub. She wants you to know how nice she looks.
She is doing well! Can’t wait for her morning walks, especially if she can find a cat or Quail.
I am taking her to Montana hunting in October. I am sure she will go for that. She has become a darn good bird dog. What I like about her she isn’t ramie, she doesn’t chase the birds off before you get there.
She has her annual check up next Wednesday.
We are beyond happy to hear that Mesquite is doing well. You did great to teach he to hunt–she comes from a good hunting lineage, but we could not guarantee anything. And, thank you for giving her an excellent Golden Year Placement.
~The Lava Ghost
Thought you might like this pic! She is the best camp and travel buddy!
Alissa and Seth, thank you for adopting Francee. This Golden-Year-Placement for her has proved excellent. We love knowing she is an integral part of your family and much-loved.
On occasion, we find the ideal placement for a retired OwyheeStar Mama. It is preferable to having them run the backlot with the gang. It makes our hearts happy to know they are being lavished with love. People contact us often asking if we have a retired female around two-years of age. Honestly, that would not be practical for us–we don’t mate them until they are about two-year-old. Before then, they are growing and developing, and they need all the nutrients for their own growth. We only mate them every year to year-and-a-half—so we don’t retire a female until they are about five-years-old or sometimes six. Nevertheless, some extraordinary folks are willing to adopt such a girl and incorporate them into their family. We thank everyone who has done this.