Rest in Peace, MerMer

Mer passed away peacefully earlier today. It was tough being the one to take her in, but I stayed with her and am glad that I did. It wasn't until they gave her the injection to make her drowsy and I was holding her, that I realized that it was the first time since I got her that she wasn't on edge or tense or in that desperate mode of fear. She eventually laid her head down in my hand and drifted off. Mer came to me 2 months ago from a pretty bad situation. She was basically a feral brood bitch who lived her entire life in a kennel/puppymill/hell, with little to no human contact for 9 yrs. The owner dumped her and a few others off at a shelter when they could no longer produce. Sadly, he has 11 more dogs he's still breeding. Bringing MerMer into this life, trying to adjust her and get her used to small, normal daily pressures was just too much for her. At times I saw glimpses of a normal dog, but most of the time she was too unpredictable and too petrified to really grasp anything. Today was the first day I got to really pet her and her be at ease. I feel that it was the right decision, but I don't think my heart could be any heavier right now. Keep Mer in your thoughts and give your pups some love : )

Sara&Weims

Mer's first photoshoot.

I took Mer and the girls out to my friends 3 acre field the other night, and everyone had a blast. While Mer has better days than others, she's still making steady progress. I was surprised by how close she followed me and my friend around the field. She kept her distance, but didn't want us out of sight! Mer doesn't really "play" or roughhouse, but does enjoy a good game of chase every once in a while. And, while she prefers (and behaves better) in the company of boys, she put her social skills out there to be tested, and ran well with the group of 10 other girls...

 I can't believe it! Mer was actually ok with Seth coming up to pet her today!

  Normally, in these instances she runs away, but this morning she stayed where she was and accepted the attention! We're making progress!

Mer's idea of a good evening.

 Mer may not ever be a mighty hunter, but she does like her pheasant...

Lazy Sunday morning...

 The girls got me up early this morning, even though it was actually a morning I could sleep in! So while all the "young' uns" went out and romped, Mer and I stayed in and made apple bread. Yes, we're regular little Martha Stewarts...

 Mermer is coming along so nicely. She's letting me reach my hand out to her without running the opposite direction, she's sleeping in the living room, and she's not nearly as tense as she was when I first got her weeks ago. She knows that to eat she either goes to the porch, or to her crate. She's understanding our routine, and is getting better about maneuvering around on the wood floors. She enjoys just sitting and watching what's going on around her, which is a nice change compared to my own dogs and the other fosters. Even though she's still a bit nervous around me and other people, she's starting to open up. I've seen her tail wag countless times, and she's even starting to find her "voice" to let me know she's excited to see me. Maybe there IS a Weim in there somewhere...