~ 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
~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.
~ We’re done here!
Like you (who have added a second to the mix), we need Stackhouse to embrace the new upstart. Does he want to move over and make some room? I think not! Isn’t it adorable? Cliff just brought Manfred in on the lead to join us in the living room. Stackhouse wasn’t sure we needed him–but, he was polite and tolerant. Nonetheless, he was growing weary of the need to pose for us. Manfred was plotting his escape; however, there was one problem. Cliff brought him in on the lead. Life with the Weimar is complicated. It is unique. We are sure there will be many adventures with the two. Stackhouse doesn’t mind him–he just doesn’t see the need. (Haha)
~about his eye
Smokey had his first annual left eye check-up exam today. The doctor (an amazing local eye specialist) said his pressures were stable and he didn’t show any signs of inflammation. Unfortunately, he has developed new scarring on his cornea and cataracts ☹️😔. She did say, however, as long as it doesn’t become inflamed he should be fine until his next check-up next year.Worst case scenario; he needs surgery to remove the left eye. So thankfully his right eye is perfectly working. He definitely is more guarded and startled when it comes to that eye since his vision is blurred. Otherwise, we don’t even notice and love him unconditionally. We knew going into it (taking him home and becoming part of our furever family) that he had a cloudiness in that eye.
He Won Our Hearts
Shela and Cliff were appreciate that you were very informative about the situation. We still chose to go forward with taking him. He won our hearts then and still does now. He gets pampered every night and probably babied a little more now. Next edition of our Smokey Saga will be the grooming process. Never in a million years would I thought of having a higher maintenance weim after my first (shorthair) weim.
More From Shela and Cliff
Goldee has been news-worthy over the last few years. She made her modeling debut. She tried to teach her little brother (Maverick AKA Meatball) how to win friends and influence Grandma. There is the pool time, the garden time, and just hanging around the house time–sometimes this involves the hair styling. More often than not though, Goldee is tucked into bed.
She seems to love to be wrapped in the luxury of the blankets, sheets, or whatever. This bedtime we find her head buried beneath her pillow. It is as if she hiding from the disturbance to her beauty rest. OMG–we all need our rest and recuperation, right? Please come to bed Mama and quit talking.
To sum up our previous two discussions in a few words is difficult. We talked about the DNA factor. How it requires both parents to carry the fluffy coat (Longhair) DNA marker to produce Longhair pups. We talked about how difficult it is to see the difference at birth and the DNA testing we do to ensure we have the pups labeled accurately. Finally, we discussed the feathering and showed you a decent photo of what you might expect. What else is there to talk about? Read on to hear what others say about the Longhair Weimaraner–sometimes called the other Weimaraner.
W.W. Denlinger (*)
~In Regards to the Longhair
The ideal hair length is between long and shorthair in the range of the original coarse. It should be smooth and thick with a water repellent undercoat, resistant to weather and thorns. At the same time, it should not be too sensitive to dirt and burrs.
The long-haired Weimaraner has been described as conforming to the Standard for the short-haired dog in every respect except for the length of coat. At birth, the coat of the SH Weimaraner is inclined to be rather crisp, with definite stripes which disappear within a short time.That of the LH Weimaraner is soft and wooly at birth, and has no stripes. The coat of the mature dog, no longer wooly, has a silky texture, and is straight or slightly wavy. On the upper part of the body, the coat is tighter than on the SH dog; on the lower part, it is not so tight. The outer sides of the ears are covered with long, soft, silky hair. The tail, which is not docked as is that of the SH Weimaraner, is heavily feathered so that in the field the dog appears to have a graceful plume-like flag.There is soft feathering on the backs of the legs, and between the toes
*As reported for the Weimaraner Club of America by Deborah Andrews
Weimaraner Club of America Liaison to the German Weimaraner Klub e.V.
Denlinger, W., The Complete Weimaraner, p. 183, retrieved from (http://www.weimclubamerica.org/worldweims/longhair/article06.html).
~Now he’s a California Boy
Our perfect shy little puppy is anything but shy any longer! Alder will approach almost anyone or anything for some play time. After living in Oregon for the first few months, we moved to Southern California! Alder quickly adjusted. Let’s just say we can’t keep him out of the ocean, and if he is out, then he is rolling in the sand which is wonderful for our home and cars.
Being a household dog means he never ceases to entertain us. He has two chihuahua siblings and frankly, our 85 lb monster thinks he’s the same size as his little buddies. He makes this clear while trying to sit on our laps in the car, or by sleeping on their tiny beds. All in all, we wouldn’t trade our perfect pup for anything!
I just thought we should email you to let you how happy my family and I are to have found you guys. It was our good fortune because we got our beautiful and the most perfect dog from you–Alder. I included some pictures in case you guys wanted to see how much he’s grown! He loves to cuddle, play at the beach, and fetch pretty much anything. We could not be happier.
We are ever so happy to receive news of Alder. We are also especially delighted to hear your lap Weim experience. It sounds like Alder enjoying his essential role within the family. How excellent that he is a perfect fit for your family. Thanks for remembering us.
On Charlie Mae
~The Annual Tradition
You can tell it’s Christmas time at the Spight house!!🎄🎄🎄. We got Charlie Mae 5 years ago just before Christmas and she wouldn’t leave the lights alone when I was trying to fix them and I wrapped her up. Been a traditional activity ever since!
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.
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.