~ The Weimaraner Kind
As explained by OwyheeStar’s Boone
The New Year brings thoughts of starting fresh. “Woof”
We fur folks are not a whole lot different. We put down the best-laid plans. So, I want to share my ideas for 2019 with you. Well, you might notice these are more for my human’s entertainment–or let’s say these are suggestions–the kind that accompanies a strong wag.
I like my kibble just fine–Cliff, Mama says I need more calories because I burn more than the average dude. So, I am thinking a few extra add-ins are coming for 2019. I like that high-calories topping, the NuVet, and the occasional chunk of steamed pumpkin. “Woof” I, like a lot of guys don’t need to watch my waistline unless we are talking about getting too skinny. I need a little fat right by my tail. I think it gives that hubba-hubba-look the girls like. Feel free to throw in the occasional cookie–thank you!
As you might know one of my favorite exercises is chasing the girls. I also like to run around and play with Manfred–you know, the new Longhair Stud guy. Cliff, I think we ought to include more stick-fetching work as well as a few more birds. You are getting lazy, my friend. Mama says I need some stellar photos–whatever that might be. It sounds like work to me. Let’s skip and go for walk to the sanctuary.
I must admit I have heard about the Puppuccino. Other OwyheeStar Weims rave about their parents driving through Starbucks to get a treat. Let’s add a little more pizazz into my life (relieve you of some weight of your pocket change). You could use a little more fun too. We could drive up (leaving the farm once in a while) for the occasional treat–it would not hurt you to let go of your wallet once in a while. “Woof”
I am a good boy. I don’t jump up. I don’t pull on the lead. I can sit, etc. I think I have it pretty well down–so I don’t need to brush up on my manners. Maybe we could fix you Cliff–it seems you bring the occasion clump of mud. “Woof” I should say you and Stackhouse do, and Mom doesn’t always find it endearing, so you see I have one paw up on you, dude.
While Waiting For Santa
Here I am–just kicking back, waiting for Xmas. My Mommie doesn’t like it when I lay like this, she says I have no shame. But I love sleeping like this. All I can think about is treats for Xmas.
I’m so looking forward to Santa’s Xmas cookies, cause I’m taking them before the fat guy gets here. Merry Christmas to you and Cliff
We are happy that you are well –and that you and your Mama were able to escape ahead of the Paradise area fires. The fact that your home survived is a miracle; however, we are happier to know that your Mama and you two OwyheeStar Weimar kids got to safety.
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.
~Naughty Maizie, Or Not!
You wouldn’t believe that this little beauty, MAIZIE, age 6.5, has a penchant for paper!
You can file this in a chapter of “Weim Crimes!” Yesterday, we left the house for an hour. Maizie stayed home. Usually always on our return home, she happily greets us—smiling, chattering, nibbling, wiggling with glee. Yesterday she did not greet us. Uh oh. (She doesn’t greet us if she’s been naughty). I found her laying in her living room sofa bed—ears back and shivering! Uh oh. Major telltale guilt! We did a search of the house to find the “evidence” and came up with nothing! We assumed then that she was just “thinking” about doing something naughty—reason for her guilty behavior. That was, UNTIL…..
…..I went to make dinner! Before we left home, I had printed a new recipe, Martha Stewart’s “Bacon-Mushroom-Leek Galette.” It printed out on 3 pages. I had left it on the dining room table. It was nowhere to be found!
BUSTED! She didn’t leave a trace! I had to reprint it to make dinner! This is why we close our office door when we leave the house, can’t leave mail on the table, or leave a package in sight! This girl’s got a penchant for paper!
We cannot believe how smart this girl is, and as I replied–this is not her first paper raid you told us about. Old habits die hard. I guess the good news is it is paper—just so she doesn’t take to eating cash or important documents. (OMG)
~No Cats Allowed
Ellie loves to rest on the couch by the fire with her blanket covering her. Unfortunately, so do the cats. The black cat likes to “knead dough” on the blanket, especially if Ellie is under it. This really annoys Ellie. In this picture, Ellie is pretending the cats aren’t there.
All the Best, Bob
Thank you, Bob, for sharing Ellie’s dilemma. I am sure she is not the first to cope with unwanted attention in this manner. You’d think though, that she would relish the idea of the kitty-kneading away. What a silly girl she is–and those cats make sure they are never too far away. (Haha)
~ Talks about Life
Sometimes humans need help. Woof! There is all that housework. Then too, they cannot find their stuff. Speaking of stuff–they cannot seem to keep track of their glasses.
I recently read a post where a Weimar back East was involved with the glasses thing. Yes, I help find them. Sometimes we contemplate the complexities of life together. The biggest job I have is keeping a confidence–I think that is sometimes called a secret. I keep all kind of private stuff private. I am really good at listening –I never judge my humans.
We understand that taking care of a family is a big job. What more can we say? Thanks for all your hard work, Berkley.
While my mom stepped away for a moment, I thought I would send you a quick update. She planted a bunch of carrots this year and guess who got to be the taste tester. All is well here in Georgia. By the way, I overheard my dad mention I need a sibling. I may have to print our your latest “new arrival pics” and put them all around the house. ssssssssssshhhh don’t tell them I know how to type and use the printer. Was sending these in a hurry so they aren’t all rotated.
Jacie, it is so exciting to hear from you. It has been a long time. Carrots–yum. They are good for you. Did you know pumpkin and sweet potatoes are also good–no sugar and spices. (Haha)
Ah, a sibling. Wow! That would get exciting. We send you a hug sweet girl. Oh, and Jacie– I think our program straightened your photos for you.
Maybe you noticed Nancy’s post regarding Luna and Tikka’s clever pie snatching –or maybe I should say sampling trick. It is too good to not borrow, so I asked Nancy for her permission. (Haha) It seemed like a good Sunday post.
Nancy writes, “When I got back in my truck and checked the pie (that I had hidden under the blanket) “Oh good, the lid’s still on!” “Good girls!” … Upon closer examination, I realize that they weren’t good girls, just clever girls for somehow getting the lid back in place!”
What To Do?
“Here’s what you do with pumpkin pie that the Weims have sampled.”
Well, Nancy, this is perfect example of so many things Weimar related.
- How the Weimaraner can find a way, to get their way.
- How on the surface things look okay until you find it is not.
- How the experienced Weim-person figures a way to make something positive out of what is left. (Haha)
I seriously expect that Tikka and Luna had the pie leftovers. So things worked out for them. I think it is amazing they didn’t eat the whole pie.