Greetings From Far Eastern Oregon
~December 8, 2017
It is 29-degrees. That is warmer than we expected. The prediction is for a high of 32. (OMG) The outdoor potty area is made so we can wash away the pooh and whatnot. Isn’t that a grand topic for this Saturday morning? Well, unless it gets warmer, and I hope it does–I will not be able to do the thing with the hose. It means chipping away and carting off rather than the washing. Ah, Winter has its challenges.
The farmers are tuning up their snowmobiles and thinking of escaping to the mountains. We live on a farm. I call it a hobby farm and some of you would wonder why. I am not sure how many acres it takes to make a living. It used to be around 300. It has to be a lot more than that, and we have what we call a short-forty. That means a few acres less. We won’t be escaping to the mountains anytime soon. The Weims would not appreciate our absence, and we don’t have anyone to cover for us.
This Week on the Blog
Here are the week’s posts. Special thanks to all of you have remembered us with great updates. Sunday opened the week with Charlie Mae’s annual wrapping of the Christmas lights. To her dismay, we enjoy this holiday event. She is a good girl and allows it to happen.
Friday and Wednesday’s blogs are connected. In case you didn’t know Lucy and Toby were adopted by the same extraordinary family. One interesting thing about this that might also be confusing. On Facebook (who has its own protocol) the one photo of Toby was selected represent Lucy. If you see the gray pup photo–it is not Lucy. She is the stunning Blue sister. Toby is wearing the scarf. Finally, we heard from Wellie’s family. It has been awhile since we had an update. He is quite the Companion on every level–netting birds in tough terrain. Special thanks to Tyler for the update. It is great to see Wellie is still at work and doing fantastic.
Sunday— December 3 — Draping Lights (Charlie Mae Christmas Tradition)
Monday — December 4 — Duke
Tuesday — December 5 — Wellie (Undaunted and Effective)
Wednesday — December 6 — Big Ears (Toby)
Thursday —December 7 — Cypress (All Muscle)
Friday — December 8 — Happy Birthday (Lucy)
On a very personal note
We have scurried around this week because we have a litter exit today. We also were at Brad’s basketball games too! A Freshman wearing size 18 eighteen shoes and standing at least 6′ 2″. He is taller than the other listed teammates that are the same height. BTW-he is #42.
As for us, we are doing well. Nothing new to report.
Until Proved Otherwise
It is said we are believed innocent until proven guilty. The Weimaraner knows how to play the role of innocence. Looks are everything, right?
And when all else fails, and you are caught in the act, what do you do? Then there is denial I suppose. It was the neighbor dog, the cat, the kids, or dad. Well, the fuss on my lip was from me cleaning up you know. Don’t you appreciate my effort?
Didn’t I say it was someone else? I am just the innocent bystander I tell you. Now, where is that Puppuccino?
When do you expect your next litter?
A simple answer it would make things oh so much easier. The complexities of answering what others imagine as absolute, it anything but the case. No one knows this more than people who have waited for a lengthy season to get an OwyheeStar puppy. (Thank you, to everyone who stuck it out and stayed loyal. To those whose trust was implicit.)
The inexplicable craziness associated with raising the Weimaraner cannot be precisely defined. Nonetheless, we would like to shed some light on things from our side of the fence. We understand that many folks who come to us in search of the Weimaraner have waited until the eleventh hour and now they are in the hope of finding a pup sooner rather than later. On a rare occasion, we might see ourselves with an available pup upon your inquiry. This scenario could happen if the folks on the wait list are not ready (have a different timeline). There are the other factors too–the sex, the coat color, and the coat length to mention the three biggies. Also, for example, some folks want to hunt upland game, truffles, or sheds. We are looking for the Weims with the most hunt-potential for those engaged in hunting. During our Discovery and Placement Test process, we ascertain whether the pup is more inclined towards scent, and other cues. That doesn’t mean the less hunt-potential pup could not be a suitable hunting companion; however, we hope to place those pups with the Companion Weim folks. Other than the Weim-seeker’s preferences, availability and litters are affected by factors we often have little to no control over.
The female’s heat cycle might not be entirely consistent. Certain age-appropriate females will come into season every six months–others not so much. We figure on average any female might cycle about every seven months; however, there are times when our best guess is off. Last winter, for example, all the girls came into heat way behind schedule despite the chagrin of many. The lateness caused the arrival we got to be later and for some people, this time change was not going to work.
The complexity of mating cannot be understated. There is a reason we have more than one sire–we don’t keep breeding back to the same lineage. The right sire choice is essential. In some situations, we have had the luxury to use multiple sires; however, many times we have but one option. Or, where we have mixed in the Longhairs, we might have one option if we don’t want any Longhair pups in a litter. For example, Boone doesn’t carry the Longhair DNA marker–whereas, Stackhouse is a Longhair. Any female that carries the Longhair marker and is mated to Stackhouse would produce some Longhair pups. All this planning doesn’t always end up producing a litter.
When You Get Nothing
There are times when a mating happens, and it doesn’t produce pups. We suspect this happens a lot more than anyone talks about because we get inquiries from folks who have waited elsewhere and after two matings they never got a puppy. We also know, as we talked about with the four (from the Callie X Zee litter), not every female is a good producer. Vidalia never produced a single pup despite many efforts. Ginger and Cindee inconsistently produced small litters. Only Mousse produced the average-sized litter consistently. Who would have guessed? The lack of litters from a mating thing is not the end of the challenges.
To list a few other things–some females do not carry the litter to term. You watch their tummy grow, and they miscarry. Yes, it happens to the Weimaraner just as it does to some women. Or the litter might only produce one or two pups. All that time spent hoping, and you have not much to show for it. Those folks waiting for a puppy can become disillusioned. We can experience these feelings too! We have to shake off anything negative quickly. After waiting, and the pups arrive new information is available. Sometimes it is not as we hoped.
What a Year
2017 was such a year. Our litters leaned toward producing more males than females. Who can guess why? The opposite has happened in the past. When there are only one or two females to six males, soon the Wait List becomes prevalently female oriented. It would be easy to sigh and grow frustrated. Instead, we opt to rejoice in each pup as they arrive.
Our Wait List
We hope you can better understand how difficult the earlier question is to answer. When is our next litter expected? Those simple words imply more than a matter of who is pregnant. Reading between the lines, we believe the real question to be–when could I expect an OwyheeStar puppy? It is complicated. It is impossible to reply with any measure of accuracy. For some, they might turn in an application and find the option to move forward coming swiftly. Others, while vetted for some time must continue to wait. Know one thing–we are waiting and hoping with you. Nonetheless, we can only raise pups for which we know we have a quality home. That means, although we might hope for seven females, we cannot mate three additional litters to meet a quota.
We leave 2017 with the shortest Wait List in a decade. Therefore, we assume that the wait will be less. Nevertheless, keep in mind, we have to wait for the girls to be in heat to mate. Then is nine long weeks of waiting until the whelp (or if you prefer–the delivery). It is then we learn the outcome of the former mating. Typically, we mention it is between four and six months on average. Sometimes longer depends upon what is born and who is on the Wait List. People imagine if they could look at all the details they could figure out what is going to happen. Can I say that is laughable? Cliff and I have been raising pups for forty years. We continue to be surprised. The juggling act and the unknows require us to breathe and to (patiently) wait to see what happens.
On The Table
This amazing (because they were so posed and still) photo was taken recently of Gracie and our new rescue boy Harley. Gracie on the table (Greta x Blue) is her usual regal self at 3 1/2 years now. She has accepted Harley into the family and loves having someone to play with whenever she wants to play! He came to us in March at about 1 years old with a very sad story for his short life but now has found his forever family. They are quite a handful together but have made our life more joyful every day. Thank you for starting us on the Weimaraner road!!Best to youNancy and Tony
Jorja ( Georgia) in her doggie onesie, 5 years old, showing age, fatty lumps surgery.
Ah Jorga, you seem young to be having fatty tumor surgery. Of course, your Mama has firsthand experience with cancer. These pesky lumps the Weimar is prone to getting can be concerning. They are a more significant concern when they develop in particular areas–near a joint, etc.
People ask what causes them. No one can say for sure. Diet can be a factor–the right food benefits the Weimaraner’s overall health. The skin is the largest organ so to speak. Whether the growths should be removed is debatable and based on a case-to-case situation.
We are confident that Arleen and Arliss are ecstatic that Jorja and her Mama have moved from Belgium to the Pacific NW–much nearer. We heard it is beachfront property–what fun that should be for you Miss Jorga.
Retriever At Work
Roxy a returned OwyheeStar who has found her second-chance family is thriving. She and Sage (the recently retired OwyheeStar girl) move to the Spokane area. They are two very different personalities, and each brings their own style to the family. Roxy is the dominant one–the front-and-center; look at me first gal.
Mama Lara has been faithful to keep us posted on the girls and all that happens. There is a lot always. She has a big heart and embraces the antics as they come. We are thankful to have made this incredible Weim-loving connection.
Roxy likes to bring you something. It appears her favorite thing is a shoe. Maybe she is a shoe-diva or just a finder. At least, she is not a finder’s keeper type.
Greetings From Far Eastern Oregon
~August 26, 2017
This Week on the Blog
Here are the week’s posts if you wish you may review or visit them today! We absolutely appreciate you (who sent an update) for taking the time and effort! Thus far, we have been getting enough to keep us in business. (Happy Look from Shela!)
Sunday—August 13 — Have Wheels
Monday —August 14 — Total Eclipse
Tuesday — August 15 — River
Wednesday —August 16 — Winchester
Thursday —August 24 — Stopping By to Say Thanks
Friday —August 25 — Water Weims
On a very personal note
The Cyclamen watch still is a thing. On the afternoon of the Eclipse, the funniest thing happened. The bud turned a vibrant, and robust pink–nearly the same color as the original posted here. Then mid-afternoon Wednesday, August 23rd, it suddenly bloomed.
The first has arrived, and the stage is set for a full bouquet soon. The buds are tucked in and slowly making their way to follow the first. There are easily seven buds on their way up, but at the base of the plant, there are a plethora of buds planning to join the show. I sincerely hope to see something similar to the former status before summer ends.
Cliff has rebuilt a piece of the puppy yard fencing. It is a vast improvement. We need a few other things out there, but one thing at a time. He has been mowing–the growth happens so quickly this time of year. We are overrun with mosquitos and cutting the grass shorter will help I think.
The Weimaraner is a powerful swimmer once they get going. The trick is getting to take the first step. Their toes are webbed making them better equipped to paddle.
There is no one way to get them to swim; however, we find having a love of the retrieve ingrained goes a long way towards accomplishing this discipline. (Sorry to some of you!) For the non-hunter, many times the retrieve is not an important thing. They allow their Weimaraner to abscond and run around the yard with the toy or the bumper. Yes, this is a hoot–although it is just one more Weim antic, this is one we suggest you not allow to take root.
You want the Weimaraner coming when called. The Recall is a safety issue and the underpinning of compliance. Two areas where compromise cannot be allowed (in our opinion). Depending upon your approach to training there are various ways to get this done–we will forgo the discussion on methodology. Let’s just say get this done!
When you first bring your puppy home, there is so much going on, and the atmosphere is ethereal. It is hard to stay focused or to decide what is most important. Housebreaking and crate training is at the top of the list; however, a little retrieving work is a smart investment.
Cliff suggests you find a place to do this exercise. One place that works well is a hallway. Close all the adjoining doors (so they cannot take off with the bumper of the toy). Make this a special event and stop before they tire–while they are still begging for more. He also suggests you use a dedicated toy or bumper you save for this activity only. Depending on your pup’s attention and skill level keep the number of reps down–at first maybe as few as three. Bear in mind; the idea is to make this celebratory and fun. You want them having the desire. This activity will serve you well on so many levels and enhance your training outcome positively.
Weather Permitting the OwyheeStar puppy will see the water before they depart. Nevertheless, this is not going to ensure they will swim. It will still require time, effort, and patience to get your Weimaraner to swim most of the time. A few suddenly jump in but don’t expect it to happen that way.
With the solid retrieve, you can begin working along the edges of a pond and very slowly ease them into the water beyond their comfort. It might take a few tries, a few days, or a few weeks. It takes as long as it takes, but if you follow this protocol, you will achieve the goal. Like anything with the concrete thinking Weimaraner, you want to make this part of the early life training. Then it becomes the norm.
Imagine the possibilities!
Greetings From Far Eastern Oregon
~August 12, 2017
Our beautiful summer is in the works. For all who want to complain I think it is important to remember the harsh Treasure Valley winter that stuck around far too long. Now we are engaged in all that is summer including the fire season. Our valley has been socked in with haze due to fires burning in every direction. In case you didn’t guess, we have a burn ban in place too! That should go without saying; however, some people need the notice to know they cannot burn
We are busy with summer puppies I am trying to map out all the little details for us, so everything is on our schedule. That way we don’t need to think about what needs to be done–we have it on the calendar. There are many aspects to this whole process. We are fortunate to have a puppy handler–our Granddaughter Christina is doing a fabulous job for us. Everyone benefits from her skill and careful eye. She also takes the puppy photos. What a gal!
This Week on the Blog
Here are the week’s posts if you wish you may review or visit them today! We absolutely appreciate you (who sent an update) for taking the time and effort! Thus far, we have been getting enough to keep us in business.
Sunday—August 6 — 2017 30th Recap
Monday —August 7 — Shelli Reports
Tuesday — August 8 — Willow (Jan at the UKC Dog Show in Tigard)
Wednesday —August 9 — Cyclamen
Thursday —August 10 — Former Dog Atheist
Friday —August 11 — Puppies
On a very personal note
The Cyclamen watch continues–I still think those buds look suspiciously white. I tried to get a closeup with the iPhone, and it is not perfect, but you can see what I mean. I see that the first Bud’s stem is rising in what seems hopeful. Like it is preparing to open –I look so forward to the first blossom. Then the mystery of the color will be manifest. There are many more tiny buds in the works too! How exciting! In my warped mind, I hear, “this Bud’s for you!”
While Cliff slaved away, I had a fun week. Of course, we both celebrated the 48th Wedding Anniversary on Wednesday; but Thursday was my birthday. It has never been sweeter. After the long health-crisis, to be well enough to go out with one of my best friends was indeed welcome.
First, we drove out to our oldest Granddaughter’s place. She and her helpers (Evangeline and River) gave us an expert pedicure. From there we went to lunch at Wingers in Ontario–I had the Blue Strawberry Salad. I love it and especially love the fresh Strawberry Vinaigrette, but the Blue Cheese Crumbles, the candied pecans, mixed greens, strawberry slices, and grilled chicken are not shabby. We made a couple of stops for things I needed and called it a day. I think it is official that I overdid, but I have bounced back.
While I was gone, Cliff removed the toilet and grouted behind it. There is still plenty to be done in there, but I am happy for his recent effort. There have been other attention grabbers such as his battle with the little red tractor. He has had it apart more than once. He has narrowed down the issue and trying to problem solve the design flaw. He is amazing. In the meantime, he moved the wheel line, and the chain broke–then he misplaced it and bought a new one. I think that it turned out to be serendipitous in nature. The new chain wasn’t all that expensive. The wheel line moves much easier–which is fantastic.