The First Snow
~ With Chloe
Chloe explores the backyard after our first real snow of the year, unfortunately, it’s been all rain since and the snow didn’t stick around for long. Snow tends to get packed in her feet creating what I call ‘toe-fur-sickles’.
We brought an 8 week old Chloe home at the end of November 2016, Soon after we had a foot or more of snow and while house training Chloe she became so accustomed to going potty in the snow that as the spring came and snow melted she would seek out the remaining patches of snow to potty on. Silly dog. We’re so excited about adding another fluffy puppy to our family soon and while there will be an adjustment phase- we think Chloe will be a great big sister for our next pup.
We are thrilled to get this lovely update. Snow–well I think most Weims prefer it to rain. (Haha) We cannot wait until you meet your new fluffy family member. Thank you, for being a loyal OwyheeStar family.
~2-Hours Spa Treatment
Hope this message is finding you both in good spirits. Just wanted to drop in to say, again, how much we love this sweet boy. He is definitely my husbands fluffy baby. He just got a 2-hour pampering visit with the mobile groomer and smells like blueberries (my husband bought him a blueberry facial, but I’m still waiting for him to get me a facial)
He loves the extra attention and I think he knows he has my husband wrapped around his paw.
Maybe you noticed Smokey’s eye–it is quite evident. If you want to read more about his condition, click here to read a former blog. We appreciate how cherished, and pampered Mr. Smokey is –and that he brings your family joy. Thank You for everything! Happy Birthday, Smokey!
Dad and I went out to the Petersen place and tromped around the cockleburrs as some other stickers. I picked up more than a few. If I had not found a bird, the trip would have been a bust. Seriously, it was a little hunt adventure, but there are not all that many pheasants showing up. Oh, let’s not forget about this little quail I retrieved too. It doesn’t show too well, but if look closely and you can see it tucked next to my pheasant. Two birds in the pot are better than one in the sticker bush, right?!?
Maybe I will take the guys hunting again, soon. Tonight I will sleep well. All that fresh air and managing the two guys (did I mention Big Nick was there too?) is exhausting.
~Lakes and Rivers we Swim
I wanted to send a quick follow up to your water work blog. Don’t be discouraged if your Weim prefers not to swim in the pool. Moxie Blu prefers to float in the pool rather than swim. She will swim a bit in the pool but it’s not the same as the lakes and rivers we often frequent. I remember seeing other blogs with Weims relaxing on pool floaties.
Thank you, Chrissy, for sharing these Moxie Blue Waterwork photos. Of course, we love her sitting atop the Flamingo. Who wouldn’t? Enjoying the pool, the lake, or whatever wherever you find it however you prefer is a good theme. There is no room for single-minded ideas. (Haha) Moxie shows us her classy style.
Of course, floating doesn’t expend much energy. (Haha) Regardless, what fun it is for her and her family. Thanks for the share. We truly appreciate it!
~ Hello Detroit
We made the move to Detroit, Michigan from California early in his life and he quickly adapted to snow and weather. In fact, he truly loves snow he can chase/catch snowballs for hours if we let him. When the summer heat gets the best of him, he jumps in the water and fetches anything we throw out there (a twig, a ball, etc). He is a strong and very graceful swimmer. Along with all his athletic abilities, he is a cuddler, and never quite adapted to crate life since he always wanted to be in bed with us. So we compromised and he now takes up the majority of our cal king bed, we don’t complain though. We are truly blown away by his sweet and gentle demeanor and could not ask for a better addition to our little family.
Stephen & Kim
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.
~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.
~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.
Hank moved to a new house last summer, only a mile away from where he used to live. But his new house is bigger and it’s only four blocks from the park and all the fun trails in the Boise foothills. He loves to hike and play with other dogs. And he got to swim and hike in Coeur d’Alene this summer, too!
Here are a couple of cute pics of Hank:Showing off his glow-in-the-dark collar, and (above) hiking in Coeur d’Alene on Tubbs Hill.