Rainy Day

The Life and Times of a Weimaraner


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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
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She is Such a Stinker!!!

Today my husband and I took Rainy on a morning walk to Echo Lake. I begged him to take a few minutes away from our remodeling and walk with Rainy and I. She was so  excited to be walking with the both of us….a special occasion indeed!!

Photo by Lisa Day

Photo by Lisa Day

So we drive over to the lake as we wrestle her to the back seat and she fights to try and drive, we park and off she goes like a bullet. We are having a nice walk when she spots the water down a deep incline and off she goes down to the water but WAIT!!!>>>>>she spots something dead and stinky and of course she has to roll. We are yelling and shouting expletives but we are too far away….she knows she is safe from our anger. We fall and roll down the rocky hill to get to her before the damage is done but we are just too late. By the time we are close enough she takes off again and we can see the rotten, dead fishy ooze that is dripping from her side and ear. There is nothing left to do but grab  the dreaded stick and get her to get in the water.  You know how i feel about sticks but this was a state of emergency.

Oh No!!!

Oh No!!!

Its too late!!!

Its too late!!!

That is a stick...not a knife!!! I promise

That is a stick…not a knife!!! I promise

At last we are playing stick!!!

At last we are playing stick!!!

For 15 solid minutes my husband threw the stick and she chased it into the water.

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She was like a crazed wild animal….so intense was her need to run and play.

Look at those crazy eyes!!

Look at those crazy eyes!!

and again

and again

Where did it go??

Where did it go??

another round

another round

So serious

So serious

After we saw the ooze has been washed away we watched her chase the stick. The bottom dropped off quickly so she was having to swim right when she got in. She developed an interesting techniques of jumping off the shelf bottom and leaping for the stick then swimming back

a leap

a leap

and down she goes

and down she goes

another leap

another leap

and down she goes again

and down she goes again

WAIT!! Where are you going dad??

WAIT!! Where are you going dad??over and over and over again.

In the end she still smelled like dead fish but at least we got her home without killing her with our bare hands!!

 


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A Morning Walk…

Rainy and I decided to take a break from the constant remodeling and take a walk on the Rail Trail this morning. I brought my camera and was thinking so much occurs on our walks that I need to record on film and then write about so I can always remember these peaceful and yet fun times we have together.

Photo by Lisa Day

Photo by Lisa Day

Right off the bat there was high drama occurring when we started. It was the Magpies. They must have had a nest near by because they were not happy at Rainy’s visit to their neck of the woods and didn’t mind telling her about it for the first mile of our walk. They bounced back and forth on the trail trying to keep Rainy’s attention focused on them rather than their nest. I love Magpies. They have so much moxy and love to torment dogs. But I think in this case they saw her as the tormentor.

Photo by Lisa Day

Photo by Lisa Day

Photo by Lisa Day

Photo by Lisa Day

 

Then we noticed a horse. These horse creatures are perplexing to Rainy. She is just not too sure what they are but she gives them a wide berth which is probably best. I am just curious to see how she will react when Rosie comes home to live in our back yard.

Photo by Lisa Day

Photo by Lisa Day

Right then a flock of birds startled Rainy as they flew to the trees and watched her watch them.

Photo by Lisa Day

Photo by Lisa Day

Photo by Lisa Day

Photo by Lisa Day

 

We then just ran around and sniffed until we came across a field of goats. These too are a bit odd and better left alone. At that point her tongue was hanging down to her knees and we wrapped things up. It was a beautiful morning and I was in great company with Rainy, Magpie, horse and goats. I wonder what we will discover tomorrow?

Photo by Lisa Day

Photo by Lisa Day

Photo by Lisa Day

Photo by Lisa Day

Photo by Lisa Day

Photo by Lisa Day

Photo by Lisa Day

Photo by Lisa Day

 

 

Lisa