Faith becomes a champion

Faith became our newest champion this summer. Here's a photo of her at a show in Wisconsin.

Remembering Sigird

Sigrid arrived in the early 1980s and of all the dogs we've owned, she was by far the most energetic. It wasn't enough to go for a walk, she insisted on a run.

To drain some of  that energy, I taught her to trot along beside me while I pedaled a bicycle. That wasn't enough. She preferred to race me or pull the bike.

So I tried something else. We got her a harness and a long leash and I got on Evan's skateboard. Sigrid was delighted to pull me, like a water skier, from one end of the neighborhood to the other.

I got a few skinned knees and elbows, but managed to avoid any bad spills. And we both cheered when city trucks delivered a smooth new layer of asphalt.  

Remembering Grace

Grace came from quality stock. Her dad was Ch. Valmar's Apache Rebel, the top Weimaraner in the country in 1995 and her mom was Ch. Grayshar Easy Impression. Her breeder was Sharon Hartmann of Wheeling, W.Va.

In mid 1996, Grace was listed as the No. 7 Weimaraner in the country. The following year, she competed at the Westminster Dog Show in New York where she made the judge's cut, and in the spring she took a string of Breed honors and two group placements.

Grace was pictured in the Breeder's Section of the 1998 Blue Ribbon edition of the Weimaraner Club of America magazine.

Grace left us this summer, but she will always be in our hearts.

 

Grace's first litter

Jake & Elwood

Grace in the ring 1995-97

Bellville, IL - 1995

Dayton, OH - 1995

Indianapolis - 1995

Lafayette, IN - 1995

Cleveland - 1996

Louisville - 1996

Marion, IN - 1996

Anniston, AL - 1997

Remembering Pasha

It was 1972 and we were living in Bloomington, Ind., when we visited a family living on a farm in nearby Brown County.

It was a hot summer day and when we all went for a swim in the farm pond, the family's two weimaraners joined us. They frolicked and swam and played keep-away. They were so playful and gentle that we immediately fell in love with the breed.

In the San Juan forest in Colorado.

We named our first weimaraner Pasha. She was a AKC-registered purebred, but her Doberman-style markings meant she would never be a show dog.

Back then we were backpack campers, so we had a special pack made just just for her where she carried her food.

She was a great hiker. She loved to run ahead of us on the trails, but returned every few minutes to check on us. The photo at right was taken in the Colorado winderness area. A year or two later, Pasha hiked with us to the top of Mount Marcy in the Adirondacks. 

Pasha gave us nine beautiful puppies, none of which had her brown spots.

Pasha wearing her backpacking gear.

When a stolen iron dog was recovered, Pasha was in the
picture that appeared in the Bloomington newspaper.

Meegan and Pasha at our home in
Silver Spring, MD, about 1979.