Marley & Me
If you haven’t read already, my husband and I are Weimaraner parents. If you have never had the privilege of meeting this breed, I will give you a quick snap shot of my life with Story (our Weimaraner).
CRAZY Question: I take Story to her second check up of her life. Considering I am a rather small person, it looks even more ridiculous as Story pulls me into the veterinarian’s office and mauls the assistant. As we reach the examination room, the vet asks me, “Did you do research on this breed before you bought one?”
This story leads me to MY Story. My dog IS Marley.
Today, I decided to take Story on a run around TCU. On our way home in the car, I decided to grab a flyer from one of those tubes on a house for sale in our neighborhood. I stupidly left my car door open, thinking Story would calmly stay in the back seat of the car. Why do I think that the Petsmart training we put her through, which she was crowned “Valedictorian” of, had any effect on her temperament?
As I was walking around the car out flies Story. As I yell for her to get back in the car she runs wildly into the four surrounding yards with her butt in the air begging me to chase her. I even slumped to a low where I tried to act as if I was getting back into the car (That didn’t work this time though). As I was chasing her, a car came rolling down the street in our direction. I tried to look like a decent dog owning parent and demand that Story get in the car. This proved to be a failure. Finally, I tried to wave the car by as I tried to distract Story by keeping her in someone’s yard until the car passed, until I noticed the person in the car was calling out my name. Yes, it seems people always witness my bad parenting skills. The person in the car ended up being my dear friend, Kristen, who goes to TCU. I apologized for my badly mannered dog and we decided to catch up over coffee in the next few weeks.
So, did you research the breed before you bought your Marley?