Good Ending Weim Story

slackastar · Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 2:43 pm Post subject: Good Ending Weim Story

Just thought people might want to post some nice stories bout their weimies.

I have a good one...

I purchased my weim, on a whim (I was 20 yrs old) and brought him home in Oct 2003. We had him for almost a year when I decided to move out of my parents house and start on my own,plus the house was getting crowded. I searched for apartments that allowed dogs, but none of them allowed pets. Finally, I realized I had to give up my weim. I know I sound like a terrible weim owner I know I know. I tried rescues to no avail. One of my mom's coworkers adopted him, but brought him back the next day because she obviously didn't know what weims can really be like. So I was in a bind...and listed him in the newspaper. I fielded dozens of calls and finally decided on a nice little All American family, 2 kids, parents, nice home. I thought everything was going to be great for him. Well I moved into my new apartment and missed my weimie terribly.

One random day in January, about 4 months after I had given my weimie away...I saw a found ad in the paper. The ad matched my old weim to a T. He was found in the same vicinity as the home of the family that had taken him. I immedialtely called the ad and talked to the people. They said that they had found him wandering the streets...he was skinny, bones showing, and he had marks on his forehead. They had wanted to keep him, but took him to the SPCA in case the current owners were looking for him. They told me I could come see him to see if it was my previous dog.

SOooo...I went to there house, and sure enough it was my old weimie. He was soo soo skinny, I mean he was skinny before but this was bad. He had 2 burn marks on his head...from that perfect family I thought I had given him to. The new family was wonderful, they rescued him from the SPCA, started applying medicine to his wounds...there household was a wonderful mix of a dog and cats. My weimie seemed so happy with them. And I felt terrible for what I had put him through. THe new family left us stay in touch, we would come visit him every so often...they would share stories of his latest naughtiness.

Of course we went back to the old family to reem them a new butthole about how cruel and insensitive they were.

Then the most bittersweet thing happened. Our landlord told us that our apartment complex always allowed pets, but they don't advertise it in the lease. You have to ask and pay an additional amount each month, which would have been fine and my weimie would have never had to go through this.

I missed him terribly and would sit around and look at our old pictures of him. Then something wonderful happened. The new family that saved him were getting married and they called us to let us know....and to see if we wanted our weimie back!!!! Of course I did....so we were reunited and I am sooooo glad. Everything is wonderful now. He is through his puppy stage, he's 5 haha. He's the best dog I have ever had.

JacksMommy · Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 2:53 pm Post subject:

I bought Jack on a "whim". I kept telling my now husband that I had this overwhelming feeling that I needed Jack and Jack needed me.

Jack came home earlier than he should have ~ but I was ready for him. Tons of toys, a crate, a bed, food, etc. From day one Jack was my little "cuddle bug" and loved to be by my side.

A week after I brought Jack home I learned I was pregnant - had the pregnancy from hell and Jack was with me every step of the way. ~ Even when we learned I had insulin dependent gestational diabetes, LOL There was Jack, examining my every move as I gave myself my shots.

After my son was born, I learned I had cancer ~ It was Jack who would lye on the bathroom floor with me as I got sick from my treatment, and Jack who would lye in bed with me licking my face and checking on me every so often to ensure I was okay.

To date, Jack follows me everywhere, sleeps next to me, does his "rounds" in the house to ensure we're all tucked in safely at night. Yup. Love my weimababy!! Soppy / in love

iris · Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 3:13 pm Post subject:

versatilek9s · Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 3:16 pm Post subject:

I also got Maya on a whim when I was in college. I never knew anyone with a weim, but loved their looks and the more I read about them the more I knew it would be a match!

I kinda got snubbed by some of the more reputable breeders b/c I lived in an apartment and was only 20. So fate led me to maybe a questionable situation, and I ended up with a new puppy who--amazingly--would be my first charge. Never having taken care of anything before, I remember laying on my floor, crying my eyes out when she was about 10 weeks old b/c of this huge responsibility! Maya waddled over and put her neck over my neck and burrowed as close as she could. From then on I knew I could do it! She was a very naughty puppy, maybe b/c she is almost as smart as me and knows it! But she was--is--always so in tune with my feelings, snuggling with me for days when I was sick, seeming to read my moods easier than any human I've ever known.

She has been the most amazing dog--shocking me with her intelligence and personality at every turn. She really is my soul mate, and though I love my other girls dearly, there could never be another Maya! Seeing her muzzle turning grayer and grayer about breaks my heart.

Because of this girl, my home will never be weimless! My children will be raised by this pack of weims and will be better off for it. Very Happy

kcos · Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 3:31 pm Post subject:

What lovely stories.

HandsomeStanley · Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 4:37 pm Post subject:

I too didn't know anyone with a weim, but i fell in love with there looks (Wegman) so I convinced my boyfriend at the time to let us get a puppy. He made me do research since I didn't know anything about the breed. Even after reading everything (SA, high energy, headstrong, etc.) I finally convinced him to let us get one. So for my birthday on 06 we got one...Baxter. He totally wasn't the typical weim. He was perfectly content with laying on the floor in front of the couch. At puppy class he would just sleep in my lap. A perfect little angel. Then the boyfriend and I decided it would be best if I moved out. So I did and he wouldn't let me have the dog. So I saved all my extra cash, used my tax refund check and starved a bit till I had enough $$ to get my own weim. I went to the same breeder and picked out Stanley. They let me have the pick of the litter and I chose the runt. I was so excited at first, then it turned into what I thought at the time was a nightmare. I had to get up with him in the middle of the night like 3 times to take him out to pee and i was on the third floor. All he would do all day was crying constantly. Then he was always sick...worms...respiratory infection, etc. I cried daily wondering what had I gotten my self into. Then my apartment complex asked me to move out because the dog was making to much noise. I was barely making it on my expenses living on my own and my mom said i could back home rent free BUT I couldn't bring Stanley. Well, I'm still in a apartment (a different one now), barely making ends meet but I have my Stanley, whom I wouldn't give up for anything. He is the best thing in my life and when I'm down he always cheers me up, he snuggles with me on the couch, he's just the best through all the challenges and I'm glad I've never given him up.

weimamama · Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 4:38 pm Post subject:

Both Weims are rescues...
Blue saved us after we lost our non-Weim... we just happened to be in the shelter he got dumped in the day before. He found us and wormed right into our hearts. We had NO IDEA about Weims other than my mom telling me that my father's family had one when they were dating...he was/is a handful but the best thing we ever did was adopt him that afternoon.
Then we brought June home for a trial... she was overweight and underloved. She's feisty and sassy and hell on 4 paws but we love her, too.
They are the reason we are involved in rescue.
They are the children I will never bear...
We will never be Weimless unless we are too old/infirm to care for ourselves muchless dogs.

DukesMom · Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 5:10 pm Post subject:

Awww great stories everyone! They almost brough tears to my eyes Sad

waitingonmyweim · Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 5:32 pm Post subject:

myweimzoey · Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 6:11 pm Post subject:

I got Zoey on a whim .. Had not researched the breed at all, I was familiar w/Weims but didn't know anyone who had one .. I actually purchased Zoey from a petstore (yes I know) .. I was younger at the time and didn't realize then there was a better option but I am glad I have Zoey no matter how I got her .. I thought I was going to lose my mind w/her .. She was a handful OMG such a handful .. I was determined to keep Zoey as she was and is now my responsibility, that's when I found MSN weims (another great group of people) and they helped me to understand the breed and how to interact w/and train her .. I will say I have had two mixed breed dogs and they were a breeze but Zoey boy she was like WOW .. We toughed it out and she has since calmed down and is very easy going although she gets very stubborn at times .. I love her for her though, I want another Weim so bad but it's not a good time for hubby and I so I'll have to wait but I will rescue a Weim next time and I did adopt Jada from a shelter .. From now on only rescue dogs for me Very Happy

.. I love the Weim stories

slackastar · Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 7:54 pm Post subject:

ok ok i don't mean to hog the threat but i do have another good story....haha

We wanted to find another weimie to be buds with our current weim. So we tried rescue. I called our local rescue and it just so happened they had had 2 weims, one was rescued and they still had one available....a 6 yr old male named Buddy. I thought about it as I talked to the rescue woman and decided that Buddy was a little bit too old for our rambonxious 2 yr old weim (Dudley). We thought Dudley might be too rough for Buddy. SO I hung up with the rescue woman and felt terrible. I thought and thought and thought about it and it made me feel bad that I wasn't giving Buddy a chance just because of his age.

The guilt killed me so I called the woman back and told her that I was still interested in Buddy and would like my weim to meet him to see if it would work out. Well, they met, they were great togehter, so we adopted Buddy.

We couldn't have asked for any better dog. He was so loving and happy and still energetic for being a middle aged guy. We loved him!!! And really couldn't imagine why anyone would have ever given him away, but glad they did bc now we had this wonderful guy. Well...a year almost to the day we lost Buddy, he developed pancreatic cancer and we spent every minute trying to make his life fulfilling until we felt it was too much for him and decided to let him rest.

We were devastated to say the least, crying, staring a pictures and watching old home movies, just randomly breaking into tears...

We knew we wanted another weim, but didn't want to just jump into it since we had recently lost Buddy....so we decided that since he was a rescue and to honor him, we would start to foster rescue dogs.

We contacted Tri State Weim and about a week later we took in 2 runaways, male and female. IT WAS HELLL!! haha. These dogs craved attention and were incredibly energetic, no manners...and the female had sagging nipples. I was convinced she was pregnant, but the rescue kept saying that she was pregnancy tested and was negative. Well we had to take the 2 new weims to the vet for their checkup and I just asked the vet if he thought maybe she was pregnant. He did a sonogram and sure enough we saw atleast 4 pups with the possibility of more! I was super excited, but also nervous, we had never delivered pups! Nor did we have the slightest idea how to or what to do. Sooooo...

In the middle of July our foster female delivered 5 pups, in the bed!! haha. THey were so precious! I couldn't wait to come home from work to see them! 2 of the females didn't make it, vet things fluid was in their lungs..so we were left with 2 males and 1 female (she was the hellion!!). We raised them and it was wonderful, we were dreading them being adopted even though our house was complete chaos!. The male runaway weim was adopted......all the pups were adopted....and their mama was adopted!! AND we got to keep one of the pups, TUCKER!!!!! He was the biggest of the litter and the biggest baby, still is! haha.

I think this was all made possible by our dear Buddy and we will forever think of him when we see Tucker.

waitingonmyweim · Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 8:22 pm Post subject:

Wow!! Thank you for rescuing! I really want our next weim to be a rescue!

What a great story!

versatilek9s · Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 8:29 pm Post subject:

What great stories! Isn't it odd that none of us came into it really knowing what we were getting?

DucksWild · Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 9:08 pm Post subject:

Phoenix1705 · Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 9:11 pm Post subject:

I have always been a lover of animals. Every day of my life, there was at least one if not several in my home. When I graduated high school I started working with obedience and agility. Eventually I got so involved with it I started teaching at local canine academy. Enter Astro and Angel, two absolutely beautiful silvers, who stole my hearts. They were the only two dogs I had in the class that had to bring their own soft crates with them to kennel in during class when it wasn't their turn to hit the course. They were so well behaved on exact command but as a whole they were complete chaos. I was enthralled. I watched these animals every week, I look forward to seeing them more than any of my students. There was this trance I had, I was just head over heels in love with the breed. I couldn't have any more dogs where I was it, but for years I kept thinking of them. I eventually quit teaching agility and obedience because I was pregnant with my first daughter and towards the end of my pregnancy the dogs trying to jump into my arms at the end was quite torturous to my belly. I went into motherhood, and golden retriever grew hips problems and I fell out of the world of it. Very sadly please note. Anywho, let's fast forward, I spent almost 10 years studying the breed, wanting the breed, and eventually sought out a breeder that fit my credentials and purchased Greta. I always knew I wanted to get into rescue work with weims being specific however I wanted to start raising one from infancy to understand the breed start to finish. Greta is a blessing but she is hell on paws. She is such a handful but such a love. 6 months after getting her I couldn't wait any longer. I had to get into rescue. I found Bo with a woman in Iowa City who had just happened upon him when touring a shelter. She had owned a weim in college and when looking at Bo though he didn't completely resemble a weim due to all of the damage she knew he was one under the mange, scars, and emaciation. She rescued him but was only able to keep him a few months. She had two extremely autistic children and the environment was so much for Bo she knew he would never grow with her. She posted on Craigslist while also working with Heartland who I was already volunteering for. We went and saw him that weekend and all 48lbs of him broke my heart. Throughout my years of rescue and behavioral therapy I have never seen a case as intense as Bo's. His ribs all of them as some of you could remember you could see. He didn't know his name, he was found roaming the streets with a tie out he had chewed off. His collar so rubbed into him it left an indentation. Still to this day, if he doesn't know you and you try to approach him he cowers in fear. However, my little man Bo is now almost 70lbs, with a bright silver coat beautiful smile and the heart of a romantic. I have been through him nipping at both my children, attacking Greta, and ruining my carpet, hedges, pissing on Greta, etc with his anxiety marking, but I will never ever regret it. Not after all the medical bills, or all the tears. He was worth it and always will be. He would have never found a home through foster, he is a case and I don't think it will ever go away but he is my shadow and I will treasure that for years to come. I love this breed and I always will.