I'm so getting one of these.
Wearing the dogs out so they behave when I’m not home is wearing me out. This may be just what I need….
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Grey Ghosts
A collection of 93 issues
Ten little Weims.
originally uploaded by vinnieandhenry.
A Weimaraner reunion, taken on a three-hour romp near the White River in Auburn. These dogs are all related to Oslo and Mies.
That’s me in the middle with the green hat holding Oslo. Mies is standing on the rock in the back next to
Super Weims!
originally uploaded by bradleybradley24.
From a contact of a Flickr contact. Nothing to say, really. I just had to blog this photo! (click on it to open in new window and see all the dogs)
I love my dogs.
originally uploaded by Neylano.
Mies and I went camping at a horse show on Whidbey Island this weekend. Hard. Whooosh. Grass. Horses banging.
He ate horse poop. I had a hard night’s sleep.
Oslo was in a dog show in Sequim. He lost. Disappointment. Sigh. Pleasing. Dogs prancing.
I
I'm so getting one of these.
Wearing the dogs out so they behave when I’m not home is wearing me out. This may be just what I need….
Mies.
originally uploaded by Neylano.
There’s nothing to say, really. He’s my beautiful dog. A tribute to his dad, Jaeger; September 11, 1994 – March 5, 2007.
Dulce de Leche.
And more designer Weims in ads.
Dulce de Leche (from the New York Times Magazine):
1 14-ounce can sweetened condensed milk (containing only milk, sugar, glucose and sodium bicarbonate), label removed.
Place the can in a saucepan and cover with water by at least 1 inch. Bring to a boil
The SNiF® Tag.
Wow. How cool is this? Oslo and Mies say “Stocking stuffers!”
Designer dogs.
An excerpt from the NY Times (full article):
Woman’s Best Friend, or Accessory?
By RUTH LA FERLA
Published: December 7, 2006
Paige, Ms. Lewis’s dog, owns 40 outfits, among them an Hermès coat. Part of Ms. Lewis’s closet is designated for the dog. Like her mistress, she
Funnies.
by vinnieandhenry.
Renée and I were ROFLOL today at work because of this, probably the funniest news article I’ve ever read. Surely the Stranger will get wind of this for their Last Days column. No pun intended.
And then there was this, sent to my Weim mailing list (speaking