Rainy Day

The Life and Times of a Weimaraner


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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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