Weim Stories Actual Incidents, Tales of Heroism or Comedy, Something that REALLY happened with you and your dog. Please send a short story about an event, an incident or a description of your dog's behavior. (No names or addresses are used.) ___________________________________________________________________________________ After eating our Weim will bring her bowl over to the the table, lay it in one of our laps in hopes of just a little morsel or two from the table. ___________________________________________________________________________________ Our dog likes to go places. Unless it is a long trip, she'll sit in the passenger seat or in the middle of the back seat and look out at the road like she knows where she is going. When we stop someplace (in cool weather, of course) and she stays in the car, she'll sit in the drivers seat and look out. But if the trip gets too long she'll finally lay down on the back seat. I've seen some people with dog seat belt harnesses and wondered how they might work. ___________________________________________________________________________________ Our Weim loves my wife and likes to carry around her things. She'll go off to the closet or back room and bring back a shoe or stocking, whatever, and just lay it in her lap so as to say, perhaps, "Pay attention to me!" Well, once when she was younger she actually ate, yes, she swallowed one of her stockings....the whole thing. We didn't know what to do. It was already around 10pm. We knew that it could wrap around her intestines and require a major expensive surgery. We hurriedly called an emergency clinic. They told us to pour peroxide down her throat asap. We did, in small doses. After about the 2nd or 3rd dose (This was NOT easy to do) she finally ran back outside and we found it where she threw it up. It was raining so we didn't know what it would look like with all the leaves but we found it and WERE WE RELEAVED!!!!! She didn't know how fortunate she was. And we certainly didn't leave any more stockings around on the bathroom floor. It was a scary, horrible night.
Our dog will go to the closet, back door, any place in the house and, literally, bring you a dozen objects and lay them at your feet if you ignore her.
Oh, my gosh, our dog will even curl up between our legs when we go to the toilet. She watches us dress and sulks when she knows when we are about to leave and she senses she's not going, too. We have two so they compete to see who can get closest to us when we sit in a chair. It is so funny. Sometimes I sit on the couch in the middle so I can be "shared" between them, or rather, with one on each side curled up like a cat. |