~ Roxy Loves it –Sage is a No Go!
Sage hates the cold wet snow. She poops and pees 4 feet from the bottom of the steps then stands at the door and barks! At least she doesn’t pee on the deck. We’ve had dogs do that when there is snow!
Roxy and Cooper
Cooper is our other than Weim rescue–Roxy’s playmate.
~ We Celebrate 5 Years in December
Just wanted to send the yearly photos of our Maggie who turned 5 12/19. Still bringing us lots of happiness and joy! Our boys love to get her all riled up when they hide her ball. Too bad their hiding skills are no match for her nose!
We have also started to teach her how to find sheds. She is so smart! Anytime you say “let’s go” or “bird” or “duck” her ears perk right up. She still loves to cuddle with the cat. Phil and I can barely get our running shoes tied and she already is standing at the front door! The neighbors think it is pretty cool that we have her hold her own leash on our walks……Can’t imagine our lives without her.
One more thing….we take her collar off at night and in the morning we tell her to “go get her clothes” and she brings us her collar….She’s so much fun!
Hope all is well with you!Phil and Gretchen
Thank you, for another update on Maggie and her life with you. She looks so happy–glad you love her so much.
~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)
One Year Celebrated
For his 1 year birthday, Pushkin graduated from the advanced obedience course. I was not sure it was going to happen. He was fussing while other people and their dogs were going through their paces so I decided to take him outside for a couple of minutes. Unfortunately, just before we got to the door his training collar came loose. That would not have been too bad if someone had not dropped a pork roll on the floor. He spied that, ran over and got it and took off like a bat out of Hades. He was all over the facility and would not respond to a recall as he knew he was in trouble.I finally got him to sit and did a return and grabbed him by the scruff. Jennifer (the trainer) came over and held him while I got his collar back on. We waited until all of the other dogs finished and then went through the commands. He behaved quite well.
I hope you have a happy Thanksgiving.PS: These two flowers apparently do not realize that it is November
Bella and Levi
~ Our Life Experience
Bella here to report that Levi thinks he can just take my spot on the sofa. He ought to know by now who is running things–if he leaves food I finish it and sometimes I get it anyhow. (oops) Mom says we are nuts–I say things ought to be run the way I think the world turns.
Speaking of Food
I really find that Mom’s goodies are fair game–yum. She laughs and captures photos of my antics. Here you see me, Bella, and I am stalking Mama and her Banana Chips.
Okay, do I get a little excited when it comes to going someplace. Mom says though she cannot understand spending good money for those baby gates (LOL) She just uses cardboard. Then she is able to escape out the back door without being knocked over. (oops, again).
It is fun to hear about your life and how things work. Without a doubt, you are a true Weimlover. Thanks ever so much for the share.
Sucia and Patos
I often say that if you can get through the initial phase–the pouting, the acting out, the punishing looks, etc. it gets easier. It can be easier to have two instead of one. The best way to achieve your goal is not to react to the utter disdain. Keep things on an even keel and try to be unfazed by their reaction. You can do this because soon they will be the best of friends–inseparable. They don’t love you any less either.
I do believe that two females (in this breed) are trickier than a male and a female. Typically a male will let the female be the queen bee of the castle, whereas, the first female may not back down. It is essential to get a less dominant pup or possibly the first female will allow the new kid on the block the upper paw. Something has to give. Regardless, if the humans remain calm, consistent, and non-reactive; I believe this will almost always work out without exception with a puppy. Bringing in an adult might not work at all. Certain dynamics make this tricky–sometimes impossible. There are those situations where it has worked, but my suggestion is to proceed with caution. Make sure it is going to work. Good intentions do not always make for a positive outcome. No one wants a fur-flying scenario. (OMG)
I love this example of the two girls. They get along but have a healthy sisterly interaction. They share everything and entertain each other in a way that could never happen otherwise. Sucia went from disdain to love for her sister. You did a lot right, my friend.
Our Boy, Duke
~Who Did That?!?**This turd turned 1 yesterday! We love him so much, but there is this!
He also loves chewing on ginormous logs, rocks, the siding of our house, our deck and our walls. Oh and every. single. dog bed. 🤷🤦 In the life of a Weim! ❤️**As I knew it would be, it’s been difficult to train him with us and the kids not being consistent with commands, expectations etc. But, he has really changed (better) the last couple months.
At The End of the Day
~This How It Looks
We love these folks–they are dedicated Weimlovers. Nevertheless, we would prefer everyone to avoid this kind of behavioral issue. I am so very glad they shared it though. And, they were kind enough to allow me to make a post that might help someone else avoid having this kind of situation.
I can only guess what lead to this–but the best way to avoid having this type of situation is to follow through with constant supervision at the early stages. If you are not watching them, all kinds of bad things can and do happen. Duke is not the first, nor will he be the last Weim to much on the sheetrock. The exterior siding, flower pots, carpeting, dog beds, wood posts, and just about anything they can get their lips on is a target.
The trick to avoiding it is not to let the behavior start. The crate-training is essential. It only takes a moment for the Weimaraner to get into trouble. My mantra is freedom is earned. Just remember that habits (good and bad) are quickly ingrained, and then nearly impossible to change in the concrete-thinking Weimaraner.
Also, you have to consider the separation anxiety factor. People often spend 24 X 7 with their Weimaraner puppy and think they are doing a fabulous thing. Then, they leave for an hour to run to the grocery and come home to something like this or worse. It is the same for the yard–you cannot just leave a Weimaraner home in the yard–that is unless they have become adapted to that situation. So, that brings me to the point, even once they have earned a measure of freedom, it is essential that they also learn to be somewhat flexible. It is a lot better when they learn how to adapt to schedule changes–or being left behind when necessary.
Finally, can I mentioned that Dusty, back in the day, ate a $2,000 rock. Another time it was an $ 800 rock. One required major surgery, the other not. Rocks are hard on the teeth, and if ingested, they pose a life-threatening issue. Yes, the Weimaraner is not for the weak of heart. Even people who have the best intentions can get into trouble.
Taunting the Weim
~or Nector Seeking
I thought you might enjoy the picture of Pushkin. The hummingbirds sit in the large rose bush at the end of the patio and Push can see them through the sliding glass door. He seems to think that he could catch them if I would only let him out.
I have to clean the door daily with all the dog prints on it.
We started advanced obedience class this week. Part of the class is also agility. Push loves the tunnels, the table, and the plank. Next week we shall see if he will jump through the hoop. Great dog.
BTW ZooBoo is doing well
Thank you, Marie, for the fun update on the two Weims. We are happy with all you are doing. Keep up the effort–it pays huge dividends.
~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!
~of seeing the cuteness
Well, I must admit I never grow weary of puppy faces. I know I am not alone. While they are not mine to keep, for a day or two I care for yours.
What can they become you ask? Well, for the most part, it remains to be seen. The journey on which you embark may have twists and turns. Sometimes the desire to get everything right this time is your undoing. Well, isn’t it the truth that we overcompensate and create a new issue in all likelihood? Or so it seems.
Quirks and quandaries are a thing. You cannot go far when exploring the Weimaraner before you run across something downright silly. Their antics are celebrated. Well, these are for the most part celebrated. There are the hair-pulling crazy times I suppose. Yet we are addicted. What can I say? You know what I mean.