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I just don’t know why my family took me to the shelter after all these years! They told the lady at the shelter that they just couldn’t care for me anymore. That made me very sad because I was always such a loving, sweet boy. My name is Britches and I am 12 years old. I still have lots of love to give and I am gentle, affectionate, and very laid back.
My foster mom said I am housebroken and that it is completely safe to leave me out during the day while you’re at work…I really don’t like to be crated. I like to go for walks and go to the dog park, but I move a little slowly…I used to like to run, but I can’t anymore, so I won’t be a running companion. If a Weimaraner’s energy level scares you some, I would be the perfect fit for you! I like to just hang out with you. I am great with kids, elderly people, and most dogs, but just okay with cats. My favorite thing is to take naps and have my ears rubbed. I know how to sit and lie down, and I will wait patiently while you fix my food. I’m never, ever aggressive around food, I promise. I love to play with a tennis ball if you don’t throw it too far away. If you’re looking for a great companion, I’m just the one for you. I really hope that someone will let me come and live with them for the rest of my life because my family didn’t think I was worth it. Won’t you give me a chance to show you how wonderful a senior Weim can be?

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Hello! My name is Honey Bee, and I am looking for someone to love fur-ever! I was given up because my old owners said I didn’t get along with their new puppy, but my foster parents say they can’t believe that is true at all. I have a foster brother Weim named Oliver, and a foster brother Basset named Boomer, and I get along with them just fine. My foster mom says I am really ball motivated, what ever that means. I just know I love that round thing that they throw for me, and I love to drive my foster parents crazy with ‘keep away’. It is one of my favorite games where I bring that round thing to mom or dad, but when they reach for it, I don’t let go! Haha! It’s a lot of fun! Well, it is for me, anyway. My foster mom is a fire fighter, and when she is at work, dad lets all of us sleep in the very big bed. I would like to sleep there every night, but I do what I am told, and go get in my doggy bed. I really just like to sit on the couch with my family and get pets and loves. Even the little human and I get along fine. I don’t know what a cat is, but I heard mom say I have a ‘high squirrel drive’ and that I might not do well with what ever a cat is. Come meet me and fall in love with me!”

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Sadly, we had to let Enzo go over the Rainbow Bridge on October 6, 2010. Enzo was a sweet gentle giant. From the moment he headed home with his 3 new Weimar buddies, he had a wagging stub. He pooped, pee’d and chased squirrels in his new yard, slept on the dog beds by the fireplace and at night retired to the king size bed with a down comforter on top and a Weimer brother beside him. He quickly adapted to his new environment. He ate well the first and second day because that was his favorite pass time. Smelling each room and each bush in the yard, he liked his new family. Alas, his legs were already failing him, for what we know know was the final chapter for Enzo.

After further examination, Enzo had an enlarged spleen which was 3 times the size of his heart. This much have really been massive and dense considering he had a huge heart of gold. Further and conpliacting his condition, he also had a tumor on his cervical spine which made it hard for him to lift his neck. He could make great eye contact with us when we laid on the floor below him. He struggled to stand and walk but always had a wag.

All God’s creatures should have a last supper, and so would Enzo. He had a wonderful large bowl of home made beef stew, sausage patties, Chic-Filet chicken tenders and a Nestle Chocolate crunch bar for dessert. He lapped up the beef stew like a puppy. He gently took the sausage and chicken from my finger tips, and really enjoyed his chocolate. As much as he loved to eat, this was his first step into Heaven. With a full belly he had an hour full body gentle massage while being softly talked too & repeatedly hearing his name.

He was held in my lap while scratched & loved for his final moments. While the vet warned of loss of bowel or bladder function, he never did even in death as he was too regal and proud for that. He passed onto Heaven with a very full belly and tightly held in a loving embrace. Poof the pain was gone. He is now without pain with a family who loves him and will keep safe and wagging forever.

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Edison is a sweet boy with typical weimy traits! He’s energetic and friendly, but loves a good soft spot to lay his head and hang out with his family. He’s a very laidback, easy going big love! If you have a soft spot for Edison on your couch or bed and in your heart, let us know!