Rainy Day

The Life and Times of a Weimaraner

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Michelle’s Weekly Pet Challenge Week 2

Michelle’s Weekly Pet Challenge Round up for week 1 & start of week 2.




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Fronia is my uncle’s Russian speaking dog. His wife and daughter are from Russia and not too long after he got married to my aunt Lena he got talked into getting a dog. So we all got in the car and went to the Humane Society. Adel, his step daughter, had her eye on a little chihuahua that wanted to eat my face so I told her maybe we should keep looking when I spotted her. There was the cutest little black dog stuck off to herself in the corner looking completely bewildered. Apparently she had just come in. I asked to see her and she was so sweet. I told Adel we had found our girl. So after being spayed…she had just come into her very first cycle…and her shots she came home and has been loved and treasured ever since. The day I took these pictures we went for a walk and normally Fronia is very timid with other dogs but for some reason she was feeling confident that day so had a nice romp with her new friend, a very rambunctious Husky. On our way back to the car I ran into these long haired Dachshunds that we absolutely adorable and all to willing to pose for me.



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.






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


Michelle’s Weekly Pet Challenge Week 1

Michelle’s Weekly Pet Challenge 1.

When I saw this I got excited because I am ALL about my pets…( I was wondering if that includes husbands? No probably not) So without further ado for my debut week I will feature my favorites.

My Sweet, Sweet Alexandra   September 11, 2003 to October 6, 2009

My Sweet, Sweet Alexandra
September 11, 2003 to October 6, 2009

Elliots Paper Son April 1, 2003 to August 2009

Elliots Paper Son April 1, 2003 to August 2009

Needless to say my heart was broken in 2009 when I lost these two and I haven’t really been able to put it quite back together ever since.

Dear Prudence and her daughter Penny Lane

Dear Prudence and her daughter Penny Lane

Abby Rhoads RIP 2003 At the ripe age of 14....can you tell I am a Beatles fan?

Abby Rhoads RIP 2003 At the ripe age of 14….can you tell I am a Beatles fan?

Black Sabbath RIP 2004....at the ripe age of 14

Black Sabbath RIP 2004….at the ripe age of 14

Rainy Day

Rainy Day

Rosie Day

Rosie Day

I will have to search my archives for my other ones…I have loved animals my whole life and even though I hate to lose them and they take a piece of me with them when they go it is well worth it.

Thanks for the challenge…this will be a lot of fun!!










A Woodsy Walk

The other day I took Rainy into the mountains and we walked a beautiful trail. I thought what a great opportunity it would be to get some great shots of Rainy. Unfortunately (and I should know this by now) on walks all I ever get is her butt!!







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woodsywalk-8Again she shows me what being present and living in the moment really means and I had a great time until she started acting a little strange and then I remembered my husband warning me about all the moose, bear and mountain lions….so we “briskly” walked back to the road

woodsy-walk9We had a wonderful time though and I look forward to our next walk….with moose mace perhaps?? Because Rainy is a lover not a fighter and she runs much faster than I do…..


My Muse

Rainy is a work of art. I love the way she looks, I love her take on life. I love that she lives in the moment and does everything with gusto. I love that she is so patient with me and I especially love all that she teaches me. She is like the most zen of any Buddhist monk and I really love that she is my constant companion.

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Scar Back!!

In Moab everything that surrounded us was public land which meant we could take her hiking where ever we wanted. She has become accustomed to that. Here in the Park City area however all the land is private so finding her places to run has become a bit of a challenge. Summit County has a pretty restrictive leash law but Weimaraners need to run and run and run.

That being said everyone has told me “Take her to the rail trial…its safe” but I worried about all the barb wire that is around. We have already had a run in with barb wire that resulted in 23 staples. And if you have followed this blog at all you know that Rainy seems to be a bit accident prone. When she runs she does it with blinders on. But…I took their advice because I was getting chastised for being over protective and only seeing what could happen…not reality. Well MY reality and intuition was right. I took her on the rail trail and before the end of the hike she laid her back wide open from barb wire. I am pissed to say the least and frustrated. People can say what they want but I know my dog and I know what can happen. I have worked with vets too many years not to know the reality of what CAN and DOES happen.

We are doctoring it and I am saying “see I told you so!!!”

So the hunt for acceptable running places continues…..

I did find a great spot in the heart of Park City. It is a Mountain stream full of wildflowers and safety. Unfortunately Rainy gets bored easily. Owning a rambunctious Weimaraner is not easy or for the faint of heart.

Her obvious injury to her back

Her obvious injury to her back