Rainy Day

The Life and Times of a Weimaraner


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Ask and You Shall Receive

This week has been very hectic. It is so funny how life can change in just an instant. I have been trying to find my place in the world for a while now with a job and other things and was at a point that I wanted to give up. I am not a huge pray-er for myself. I will ask for others but I probably felt I just didn’t deserve much so why make things awkward and ask? But the other night I was so down I just sat outside with the stars and cried and asked God for help. The next day I woke up and looked through the paper (AGAIN) and revised my resume and went cold calling and by the end of the day I had two jobs working with animals which is what I love. I was told I had a very impressive resume. I never put too much focus on that because I didn’t want people to think I was tooting my own horn and I have never viewed what I have done in my life as anything remarkable. I have dabbled in many things and took advantage of opportunities because I think at times I was actually pretty lucky. I am wondering if my resume is the reason I got hired or something else. If it was resume than I have not utilized this near enough!! But I am thinking it is something so much bigger than me.

The other thing that has stayed on my mind is my Rosie. She really needs exercise and some lessons on Manners Can Be Fun. In order to get the use of my neighbors round pen would require me to ask for help. Again…I am not good at doing that. I don’t want my neighbor to see me coming and roll his eyes in frustration or feel I am using him or his resources but I am in desperation here, I have tried everything else and I would only use his round pen when he was at work and not using it himself BUT everyday I would chicken out about asking. Finally I prayed once again. 

A few of her new friends...they seemed to have recovered from her early morning visit

A few of her new friends…they seemed to have recovered from her early morning visit

Yesterday morning I woke up to a world of white. There was 6-8 inches on the ground. It was beautiful but it certainly indicated that winter was definitely here. So I bundled up and went out to feed Rosie. When I got out to her pen it was empty. SHE WAS GONE!!!!! My heart stopped and I held my breath as my brain tried to compute what the ramifications were. When my breathing and my heart started once again I could not help the tears that began rolling down my face. I knew my neighbor would be out to feed his horses about then so I took a chance and knocked on his door. His daughter answered and I asked “Have you seen my horse?” Her face broke out in a wide grin and she yelled “DAD!!…The lady is here for her horse!!” He walked around the corner of his hall with a wide grin on his face. Apparently at three in the morning Rosie decided she would rather watch the snow fall with some company so she opened her gate and went visiting the handsome boys next door. He heard a ruckus in the middle of the night and went out and saw all these tracks so he followed them around back and bumped into Rosie. He put her in the round pen and went to bed waiting for the inevitable hysterical knock on the door in the morning. He was so nice about it and helped me get her home. I took that opportunity to ask if I could use his round pen and he was more than willing to let me use it. So today we are going to start getting some exercise and we are going to learn how to be a horse and not a princess that just does what she wants to all day long.

Rosie safely back in her pen pouting as she looks over at her new horse friends.

Rosie safely back in her pen pouting as she looks over at her new horse friends.

It is just funny how just by asking in a simple prayer all of my obstacles were removed and I was able to resolve so many of my problems.

I have to keep reminding myself that it is okay to ask for help from a variety of sources and to recognize I don’t have to solve all the world’s problems or even my own all by myself.

Blessings

Lisa

 

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The Joy of Rainy

If one searches the web you can see how Weimaraners are perhaps the most photographed dogs out there. I think this is because of several reasons:

1) William Wegman made the breed famous by his wonderfully creative photographs he has taken of his brood.

2) They are natural models patiently sitting or standing for the camera. You can dress them up or dress them down, photograph up close while they are sleeping or just candid shots of them doing whatever it is that they do.

3) They are beautiful!!

As I have said before, my Rainy is my muse. She is always on the go so for every great shot I get of her there are 20 that show just grey streaks of blur. Here is the latest collection I just took on our walk the other morning.

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I think you all know Rainy is very loved. How could she not be…she is perfect. But recently it has come to my attention that just because you are a Weimaraner doesn’t mean your life is going to be easy. I just discovered a non profit organization called Tickled Pink Weimaraner Rescue. They are based out of Albuquerque, New Mexico and I am in awe of this organization. They take in Weimaraners that have lived in years of abuse and neglect and do what they can…everything they can…to get them back on their feet before finding a “forever home” for them.

I have been both moved to tears and driven to complete bewilderment and rage at what so many dogs have to endure from people. There are stories of Gilbert Grape who came in with a 12 pound tumor on his chest  and little Lollipop that was both diabetic and blind at 14 weeks. There was Louisiana Lola who was half dead from Meningitis….she didn’t make it but at least she knew what it was to be loved at the end of her life. I encourage to check out the page and see what these wonderful people are doing for the weak, sick and hopeless regardless of age.

But this organization is not the only one. Who has kept up with our fellow blogger here on WordPress called Garden for Goldens? The same thing here but just Golden Retrievers. These people have set up a memorial garden in honor of these four legged angels that so often come in half dead and yet wag their tail at a kind word or touch.

I just wonder what kind of world do we live in that is filled with people that abuse animals so horribly. All you have to do is click on the web and you find abused horses….horrors of slaughter houses….the list goes on and on. And these are animals…..it is not much better for people. I just don’t understand. But I do know for as many horrible people that have seemed to have lost their very soul on their path through life there is an equal amount of good and kind people that go above and beyond to give an innocent animal or person some bit of love and decency, dignity and respect before they leave this world. I am so grateful for these people. If it wasn’t for these people I would have given up on the human race a long time ago.

I say if all of us….the good, kind and honorable people out there…do just one small act of kindness to someone (two legged or four) each day we might begin to reverse the horrors that this planet has come to see and has almost gotten use to. I beseech all of you….it doesn’t have to cost anything more than a little of your time….do one small random act of kindness and make a difference in some ones life….it might make all the difference in the world to them…in fact you may do the greatest thing of all and restore hope to a someone who has lost it.

“18 Days”

Its been 18 days
Since I’d look at myself
I don’t wanna have to change
If I don’t then no one will
Is it my state of mind
Or is it just everything else
I don’t wanna have to be here
I don’t understand it nowTime after time
I’ve been through this
You show me what it means to live
You give me hope when I was hopeless
As my days fade to night
I remember that state of mind
I’m soaring straight into your heart
And I’ll fly high

And I know what they say
About all good things
Will they come to an end?
But I’ll fight this time
So that we might
Have a chance at this
` Partial Lyrics by Saving Abel

Blessings to Everyone this morning
Lisa