They Called Her Moon Dew

I just couldn't call her...Moon Dew.....I mean how do you _call_ a dog Moon Dew????

Nope...so Dixie she became...I guess you'd have to be southern U.S. to find that any better!!!

My husband called me from work one afternoon ... "Honey, there is this dog".....oh, no....I _have_ a dog....a perfectly cute pomeranian named Jojo....he's little and housetrained and......"what _kind_ of dog?" "Well, it's a big one...she's a Weimaraner" "How old is she?" "She's almost 2, she's not housetrained, she doesn't know her name, she's had a litter of 13 puppies, she doesn't know how to play and she's scared"....."How do you know she's scared" "She's in the backseat."

Weimaraners are *not* outside dogs.....they need family and love and can have horrible separation anxiety....and she had been kept in a pen outside....barely fed and watered....she was not a happy dog.....but oh, so sweet....

By the time we got Dixie, she had been better fed.......A co worker of my husband had "rescued" her from a neighbor....and she had put on enough weight to look respectable....he said she was skin and bones when he got her...but he just couldn't keep her....

Gradually, Dixie fell in love with us, Christopher in particular, and we with her.....who wouldn't? She's a lap dog....you know the kind, humble and so willing to please? She only asks that you _please_, let her sit in your lap, and _please_, pet her head!!! She is that one in a million smart, responsive, humble, and just awesome dog....we adore her....

Not long ago, we brought home our *3rd* rescued Weimaraner, so we mistook Dixie's lethargy for pouting, for which she is famous....But that wasn't it.....On the second day of laying around...we realized it was something more..and she felt hot......She spent 3 days in the hospital with Iv's running antibiotics ...then she began having seizures....She had all the "normal" blood tests and nothing made sense.....We could not afford the extreme measures such as sending her to Mississippi State University for the battery of tests....We have a wonderful vet and he worked within our means to save her......We were afraid of a tumor, but that didn't explain the infection.....She had what looked like a snake bite on her leg, but none of the symptoms fit....We felt it was bacterial, but why the seizures? She was babied, of course.....slept in the bed...and loved it....She's fine now, but we never found out exactly what it was.

And the new Weimaraner? He's fine.....typcial crazy, demanding, hyper Weimie....His name is Elvis.....