Just an update on my beautiful girl this morning as she slept in while watching her Daddy exercise
I just got a job!!! YAY!!! I finally am working like a real person and I started yesterday. When I got home my husband and my Rainy wanted to take me out to dinner to celebrate. Of course it is not a perfect world and they still do not allow dogs in restaurants so Rainy would have to stay in the van. We heated it up really well because the temperatures plummet below zero once the sun goes down. I still was worried about her getting chilled so I insisted she wear her pretty new red jacket I got her that says “I Dig Moab” to just keep some of her body heat close to her.
I know everyone is asking “why don’t you leave her at home?” That’s a great question and normally I would but for the last two years she has gone everywhere with Ron and I because we have been home and with us moving a couple of times there has been so much upheaval in our lives she felt more secure being with us. Remember from other posts it talks about how she was more or less abandoned to fight for survival on her own….she was NOT a fan. She sees herself as a very important member of our little pack and the idea of not being glued to our side cannot even be fathomed.
So…I noticed I was wearing red and now she was wearing red so I got Ron to take a few pictures….two girls in their red. It worked out great…..we enjoyed Mexican and Rainy stayed warm content to watch the world go by knowing we would be coming out with a bite or two of our dinner.
But we need to work on her separation anxiety issues here soon. I am working now and Ron soon will be as well so Rainy will have to be left at home alone just a few days a week. I figure we will start off with a quick trip to the grocery store and slowly work our way up to other longer events until we know she will survive and I can always run home on my lunch break. Why not? She is my best friend after all so there is no one I would rather spend my lunch hour with.
She is simply stunning in her red but she freezes….afraid to move…..confused and bewildered. So she has a few issues? Who doesn’t? She and I continue to work on ourselves together but in the meantime I think she is absolutely adorable.
This has been a difficult Sunday so far for my sweet Weimaraner. For one the day is still very young. It is only 8:40 in the morning which is just a ridiculous hour for a Weimy that is not a morning person. My husband and I have been running into one bump in the road or another as we get settled into our new life and we are both worriers which means little sleep for either of us. However, Rainy has no trouble sleeping whatsoever. She has a clear conscience and she has no worries so she is the true Sleeping Beauty.
After my husband did his exercises (while Rainy watched with one eye opened from the bed) he took a shower and made breakfast. Breakfast would be the ONLY reason to get up at such an ungodly hour. She had made a good decision because Ron made pancakes and they are always delicious and he always makes a little one for Rainy to be set aside with no trimmings on it such as butter or syrup. That is a bit of a rip off the way Rainy sees it so when a spider came along (after hitching a ride on me) it hopped on my plate and was just loving the syrup. Rainy did not appreciate this AT ALL!!! This went on, back and forth, back and forth…..spider having some syrupy fun and Rainy turning green with envy.
Finally her Dad took pity on her and he opened the holy grail in this house…..the pantry. He pulled out their favorite snack…..ginger snaps and once again all was right with the world. Now we just have to wait for the temperature to get to a reasonable level being as it is only -11 degrees right now.
If the sun is shining and its a beautiful day it really doesn’t matter how cold….she just flies like the wind. Unfortunately for me…I cannot quite keep her pace going for me so I get very cold and trying to lug my injured hip up and down the rocks and snow proves to be a challenge. I will try and it usually takes me 2-3 days to recover and then I go and try again. I figure eventually my hip is bound to give in and just let me hike with minimal complaining.