Introduction to group
Marianna
My name is Marianna O'Hanley
I'm 42 yrs old.
currently living in Middletown, RI
and I'm the proud owner/mother of Duffy (Sir McDuff) 4 yrs old, Lily
(Lily Rose) 1.5 yrs old and Riley (Riley Wags and a Beagle) 6 yrs
old.
My furkids all have pages on Dogster if anyone is a member there.
currently: unemployed...not much of a shocker for RI - However caring
for my mother who just had a knee replacement.
Soon: relocating: to Naples, Florida and sooooo excited about it...
possibly Bonita Springs, Florida... our house goes on the market this
spring.
I am a Weimaraner "chatter"...no blue ribbons, just a whole lot of
Weimie silliness in the household which I love and spoiling here.
I love taking my Weims to the beach and letting them run their hearts
out....and they sleep for the rest of the day!!!!
Duffy is the perfect gentleman... gentle...sweet.... in
control...amazing, huh?
Lily is a bit bossy... twirls when she gets excited which sometimes
drives me crazy and is a yipper when happy...when running on the beach
she runs with wild abandon!.... and she has this amazing yoddle like
bark... like nothing I've ever heard before and she just lets it out
from the gutt on our back porch! BUT when she is cuddling...she is
THE MOST loving, kissing/licking girl... such a sweet heart... and
then she is such the lady...with these love sick eyes. Amazing such
contrasts.
On the beach...Lily is alpha...she charges at Duffy and drives him
crazy...and for the most part, he amazes me...he just stops and turns
his head out of the way...but she wants to control his every
direction.
At home...Duffy is alpha.... he rules at home...
and my Riley (the Beagle) is like the middle child although the
oldest...he just is happy to be there...doesn't usually get involved
in anything...he's very unbeagle like.
I'm very very fortunate that I have not had a health issue at all with
my Weims....Riley on the other hand has had two back leg surgeries...
but is great...and on Rimadyl. Duffy does have food allergies...and i
can not try all types of food with him...his face literally
swells...and his ears do to... so, I'm careful about what he gets for
food.
My dogs are my kids....I'm single...never met Mr. Right... my family
is not close...except my Mom is very close to me...and we live
together and she is just as involved with the dogs and loves them so
much....
I know, I'll have questions.... Lily is my challenge at times... truly
with the twirling...a little mouthy...but its all out of
excitement...and her happy excited bark....
Oh and did I mention that I have a cat! LOL! Cali....I did have to
really train Duffy to stop chasing the kitty...we do have our weak
moments...and Lily does too....but what worked for me was a metal can
with pennies and nails in the can ....and the loud shake when the
naughtiness happens and a reaffirming "no".... and its truly
amazing...
The Weims love to chase birds....but have become mousers as I live
near by fields...and on the beach too...tons of mice and rabbit
holes....
So, I will have lots to talk about...from getting the dogs to
Florida... to their adjustment to the new home.... and hopefully maybe
meet some people that live near me....
I am looking forward to some friendly chat.... and boy do I love my
fur kids!
xoxo marianna (mare)
Eileen
just to remind folks - we live on 100 acres in western ky with holly - will be 13 in 2 months - her son, hunter, 8 years old - the 3 legged dog. and hunter's daughter, genie 7 mos. old. we are also looking to sell and move to new mexico.
welcome marianna
eileen
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Martha Kuhn
Thanks for the intro. I grew up with a Beagle and have been tempted to
add one to the pack, but it hasn't gone beyond temptation. I also have
two Weims and a non-Weim, but in my case, the n-W is a red Gordon
Setter. He's Mr. Doofus--just does his own thing and lets the Weimie
girls do theirs. Occasionally they'll decide to play, but Weimie play
is usually overwhelming to any other breed, I've found, so it's more
likely the two Weimie girls will play. Rowan, the Gordon, plays with my
roomie's Border Collies--a much more gentle form of play than what the
Weims go for.
I was sitting at the computer last night (an all too common occurrence)
and heard a familiar noise in the kitchen and knew a mouse had sprung
the trap I've set out on the stove because I'd seen some mousie calling
cards there this week. Before I could get up and go investigate, here
comes Tootles, one of the Weims, with mouse + trap in her mouth. "Good
girl," I said, somewhat less than enthusiastically. She put it down on
the floor at my feet and I went on doing what I was doing on the
internet for a minute. Then the trap + mouse flipped over and moved two
inches closer to my feet. Yikes! Mousie, although caught by the neck
and transported by dog, was still alive! So I got up and tossed him out
into the snow. Godspeed, Mousie! You're a tough one, but you're not
welcome in my house!
--Martha