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FOSTER HOME NEEDED

Thank you for coming back! I really am feeling much better and very happy in my temporary foster home. They really love me here, its such a nice feeling. And guess what...I have been neutered so my days of puppies are over!

Now that I'm loved and living as a pet my bleached fur is now pretty Weim fur. I'm told I have a lovely coat. I do have big paws, but they match my big heart. I'm a very playful boy, I love to play hide and seek with other dogs! I like to hide behind the trees and let them find me. Who knew being a dog could be so much fun. I love kids, probably better over 7 yrs old, only because I'm such a big boy, sometimes I forget I'm as big as I am. I would never hurt a child on purpose.

I love to walk on a leash, my manners are impeccable. I love female dogs, but I do NOT like males. Or I would be good as an only dog. I would love all the attention an only dog would get.

I'm still trying to figure out that I don't have to mark my territory anymore. Old habits die hard. But that is a habit that can be broken with positive training and a belly band.

Their is one negative, or so I'm told. I guess cats are pets too, who knew! I thought they were furry little toys. So I would need a cat free house. The cat didn't think it was so fun being a toy.

I was a puppy mill sire for most of my life. When I was no longer deemed useful I was taken to a shelter and left alone afraid and unsure of my future. But I am an excellent example of a dog that had a hard puppy mill life that has turned around. I am healthy, very social, aside from that darn cat my manners are great, I love human interaction and the love I get.

I would love to be a part of a fur-ever family. All I require is a nice warm place to sleep, good food, a few toys in return I can offer companionship, a walking partner, a warm body to cuddle with and love as big as my paws!

What do you say?!

Love,

Stewart

No Longer On My Own...

I'm Stewart, my story isn't very happy. I did have a wife and kids. I loved them very much. My wife and I were strictly used for breeding. Sigh... (See medical blog)

Then I was taken to a scary place, they call it a shelter. This is the mystory, with a little help from a song I like to sing.

In the shelter I had no one to go to.Without a home, without a friend without a face to say hello to. But now the night is near And I can make-believe she's here.

Sometimes I walked alone at night. When everybody else was sleeping. I think of her and then I'm happy with the company I'm keeping. The city goes to bed. And I can live inside my head, thinking of my wife.

On my own pretending she's beside me. All alone I walk with her 'til morning. Without her, I feel her paws around me. And when I lose my way, I close my eyes and she has found me.

And I know it's only in my mind that I'm barking to myself and not to her . And although I know that she is adopted and is happy now.

I love her, but when the night is over she is gone. The river's just a river without her the world around me changes.

So that is my sad story. I do have a happy update though! My change was good, Great Lakes Weim Rescue found me, so I am no longer alone.

Check out my entry on my new life and what I've been up to. This is so exciting.

Gentleman Kisses,

Stewart