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Not to get all "twi-hard" on you guys, but doesn't this totally look like a scene from Twilight? It's like a whole different world back there! Maybe they'd be interested in using my woods for filming! Hmmm....might have to have my agent contact Summit about that.



Okay, now it's sights like this that makes me question why man even tries to replicate Mother Nature's creations. We're never gonna live up to her skills!

I'm totally guilty of it, though. Here's my "replica".

Here we go!
Then, just throw those babies in a colander and rinse 'em off...the solution rinses off really easily and doesn't leave any residue behind. See?
Okay, next up (once these are done draining), you're gonna start popping the stems outta each mushroom cap. Just throw them away, or if you have a couple of ravenous dogs that won't leave you alone when you're cooking, feel free to play a little game of "mushroom stem catch it" with them.
If you have a watchdog on hand to keep an eye on your leftover stuffing, that's perfect...you never know, you might want to cook it up for a little snack. Lucky for me, Cabela doesn't mind helping to keep Caleb away...
Okay...pretend 20 minutes have gone by. Here I am placing my 'shrooms into my handy dandy Pampered Chef carrier given to me by my sister in law.

She's the one who requested that I bring these mushrooms today. To me, stuffed mushrooms seem more "Thanksgiving-ish", but when she gave me this carrier, it came with the condition that I must bring these mushrooms to each and every potluck style family function. ;) I totally felt like a pizza delivery boy with this in my car, but it sure kept them hot for my half hour drive. Great invention in my opinion!
Alrighty then, it's getting late now and as I type this Caleb is coming in the computer room to tell me that it's time to go cuddle on the couch. Doggie mommy duty calls!
Hope everyone had a wonderful Easter!

Here we have Cabela at her first vet appointment. This was actually a pretty significant day for us, as we found out on this day that Cabela was gonna need some extra special attention.
When we first decided that we wanted to get a Weimaraner, we did our research on breeders and found one fairly quickly that we really clicked with. Right off the bat, they seemed very responsible. They had an application process and a waiting list, which impressed me, as I could tell that their main priority was getting their puppies placed in the right home.
As part of the application process, the breeder asked us what our priorities were for our future Weimy; i.e. male/female, hunter, all-around family dog, preferred color, etc. We decided that in a perfect world we would prefer a blue female who showed good hunting instincts and had a good temperment to be a family dog. Then, the waiting game began, as this was in June of '06 and the next available litter would probably not be until October of '06.
FINALLY, October came around and on October 15th I got an e-mail saying that Cabela's litter had started their entrance into the world. The first e-mail was at around 11:00am and they continued throughout the day as the puppies arrived. By about 8:00pm, it looked like all of the puppies were out and that we were out of luck...no blue girl! Bummer! We would have to decide...grey female or blue male? We figured we'd think on it a day or so. Well, turns out we didn't have to make that decision! When I got to work Monday morning there was a new e-mail from the breeder saying "Dottie Delivers"! My heart leaped in my chest and I thought, "no way, another puppy?!" That's exactly what it was! Our little blue girl was born at 3:00am, hours after what seemed to be the last viable birth.
The miracle of this story is that the breeder had gotten up in the middle of the night to visit the bathroom and while she was up she heard Cabela's mommy licking...she rushed over to the whelping pen just in time to see Cabela pop out, heavily encased in the birthing sac. If she hadn't been there just in the nick of time, Cabela probably would not have survived.
You can imagine how touched we were by this story and how lucky we felt that this little girl had made it...we felt like she was meant just for us.
Cabela was the runt of the litter and the breeder fussed and fussed over her, making sure she was healthy and gaining the right amount of weight, etc. Well, even with all that special attention, accidents can happen. One night, Cabela got underfoot and her doggie momma stepped on her. The breeder told us about it right away, but it appeared that all that happened was just a nick out of her skin.
Before we picked up Cabela, she underwent a routine vet check and got a clean bill of health. However, the breeder recommended getting our own vet check within a week of pick-up, in order for them to honor their guarantee. When I brought Cabela in for her thorough check, our doctor discovered that her left elbow did not seem to be formed right. He ran a couple of x-rays and noticed that her right shoulder was also abnormal. HOLY COW...now what?! I was devastated. Turns out Cabela's mommy had done quite a number on her!
I couldn't even think straight, so my husband called the breeder
and of course they felt horrible. They offered us our money back and another dog, promising to take Cabela back and care for her. The more we thought about it though, the more we were determined to keep her. After all, she was our special girl, meant just for us. We couldn't turn our backs on her just because she was hurt.
So that was that. Cabela is here with us for the long haul. She has a special fancy doctor in the big city that she sees once a year to check the progress on her joints and we're just gonna take it as it comes. She brings so much to our lives that we have never once regretted the decision to keep her. 
Even though we decided to keep her, the breeder made good on their guarantee and promised another Weimy at no charge. When the time came to get a friend for Cabela they put us at the top of the waiting list and that's how Mr. Caleb came into the picture!
So there's Cabela's story...I promise that future Wacky Weimy Wednesday posts will not be this long-winded! ;)
It has recently come to my attention that everyone who's anyone in the horsey world has the infamous "horse eye" picture posted somewhere in their online musings. The first "horse eye" picture I saw was taken by my good friend Patches and I was really impressed with the creativity of her shot! I wanted one of my own, but at that time I didn't have my horse yet...so I tucked the idea away, but don't think I forgot it! Then, as I became immersed in this blogging world, I noticed that many, many more people had a "horse eye" picture or two posted to their blog. I also really liked this one taken by Bush Babe. Hmmm...time for me to get to work!
I was able to get a few different angles. I lucked out on this one; the sun was setting behind him and I love how the glowing light is coming through his forelock. This next one kinda reminds me of an eagle eye...

Ah ha! It's Caleb! That sneaky little bugger always has to worm his way back to the center of attention! Oh well, he makes a good subject for pictures too! In fact, he's one of my favorites. But shhh...don't tell him that...a little friendly competition builds character! 

