Patti Soldavini

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Anticipation

In animals, dogs, humor, pets, weimaraners on 12/31/2012 at 11:56 am

"NOW? NOW? NOW?"

“NOW? NOW? NOW?”

“NO YOU TINY LUNATIC, YOU CANNOT EAT ANY MORE OF YOUR GIFTS,” I admonish Olive after she slices through two or three less carefully wrapped items on the morning of Christmas Eve. The anticipation is going to kill her. No more than 30 seconds after placing Olive’s gifts at the foot of the citrus-scented tree, she made her move. As though she were leading the Calvary, she galloped over to the tree and executed a swift snatch ‘n grab. As I begin to approach, she senses that she’s been “caught,” and as I gently pry the tattered wrapping paper with the canvas chicken leg dangling from it, she gives it up. She tries this twice more during the day and I finally surrender. “OH GO AHEAD YOU CRAZY POOCH. MERRY CHRISTMAS.”

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Weimaraner Musician

In animals, dogs, humor, lifestyle, pets, weimaraners on 12/31/2012 at 11:16 am

"I'm a WHAT? A DIVA?"

“I’m a WHAT? A DIVA?”

If you own, have owned or have frequent contact with a weimaraner, you’ll know what I mean by the title of this post. During the first few weeks I had Olive, I’d walk throughout the house wondering how exactly a small bird got inside…looking up at the ceilings as if they were great canvases of endless sky, sure I would spot one in mid-flight. Until I was standing in front of Olive. The source of the delicate chirping. “MY GOD OLIVE. THAT’S YOU? HOW CAN YOU SOUND LIKE A BIRD, YOUR ARCHNEMESIS?” Sure, other dogs may “nose whistle,” but only when a weimaraner does it, does it sound exactly like a bird. Last week, I received a gift from someone that Olive apparently decided was a musical instrument. A small sage-colored glazed terra cotta vase with the tiniest neck at the top. Immediately noting that this was a new addition to the room, Olive walks over to it, blows on it a few times and produces distinct whistles. This dog cracks me up. Satisfied with her impromptu musical performance, she backs away and exits the room confidently like the diva she is.

The Princess of Weimar

In animals, dogs, humor, lifestyle, pets, weimaraners on 12/25/2012 at 11:24 am

"You MOVED my chair?"

“You MOVED my chair?”

The Princess of Weimar noting the unauthorized migration of her throne from one side of the dining room to the other to make room for the dwarf Christmas Tree. To her credit, she simply trotted over to the chair, looked at it for a half second while considering its suitability and then hopped up to take her rightful place in the universe. “IT’S THE SAME CHAIR OLIVE. NOW YOU JUST HAVE A DIFFERENT VIEW FOR A COUPLE OF WEEKS.” She looks away, out the window, and starts barking at the SUV flying down the neighbor’s driveway. This dog lives in a constant state of Defcon 1. I’m surprised that she doesn’t detect molecular movement and bark at that.

The Christmas Olive

In animals, dogs, humor, lifestyle, pets, weimaraners on 12/25/2012 at 11:06 am

Where in the world is Olive?

Where in the world is Olive?

You’ve heard of the Christmas Pickle? Well, here is the Christmas Olive. Nestled between the downy blue-green branches of this year’s Christmas Tree, it’s been strategically placed near the top so my ever-alert pooch cannot reach it in case she mistakes it for food. Merry Christmas to all!

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