Weimaraner Wednesday: Mornings with Brooklyn

I recently discovered there is a weekly event in cyberspace called "Weimaraner Wednesday." I think I shall do my best to participate on a regular basis. After all, I do have the cutest Weimy around hanging out at my house.

For this first installment, I thought I'd give you a glimpse into our mornings.

Ty sleeps in, because of his work schedule. I rise early, because of my inner wiring. No, really.

Usually, I take Brooklyn out, feed her, play with her, take her out again, and put her back to bed in her crate. Somewhere during her routine, I manage to make coffee and eat breakfast. After she goes back to bed, I hit the keys. Although she was making some progress with the piano, I was still hesitant about leaving her unattended.

Monday morning, however, I decided to give her another chance.

I started the day with coffee, breakfast, and devotions.

Oh, and this face peeking over the coffee table.

"Helllooooo?"

Soon it was nearly peeking in my coffee mug.

"Don't you want to play?"

We got a little sleepy after breakfast and took a short rest. I poured a second cup of coffee.

Sleepy girls

We had an impromptu photo shoot. Actually, it wasn't so impromptu, seeing as it has become a daily ritual.

I swear she looks bigger every day.

Look at that grown-up dog face!

But this one still looks like a baby face. :)

Ahhh. This photo is quite important. This documents Brooklyn entertaining herself while I was practicing. Too bad I distracted her with the camera sound!

She decided to relocate and get a better view.

And this is pretty much the equivalent of sitting in the orchestra pit.

At one point she placed two paws on my lap, and turned to rest her head on the keyboard. I thought it was adorable for about ten seconds before I realized she was violating our no-jumping and no-furniture rules.

She's learning and finally becoming acclimated to the piano. I'm glad, because I want to keep them both around for a long time.

Soon this lap dog will be able to read off of the music stand without any furniture assistance.

Outgrowing my lap!

A Friend for Brooklyn

Our friends, Erin and Justin, brought home their German Short-haired Pointer (a cousin breed to Weims) puppy about a month before we got Brooklyn. Their pup, Scout, is twenty days older than Brooklyn.

What does this mean? Puppy dates, of course! The first weekend Brooklyn came home, Glenna and I took her to a park to play with Scout (and Erin and Justin). Perhaps Brook was a bit overwhelmed by the newness of everything and/or by Scout's energy, because she didn't play much. Their first encounter was mostly one-sided, meaning Scout played with Brooklyn but Brooklyn didn't play back.

As you can see, their second play-date was a different story. Brooklyn has figured out the two-player game called "wear-yourself-out-until-you-fall-asleep."

When Scout first arrived, the pups kept their distance. Then they realized there were new toys to play with! Funny how dogs are often just like people. Of course they wanted the toys that didn't belong to them. Everybody knows his friend has better toys.

There were a few moments of expressing dominance, on both sides, and a couple scuffles we had to break up during dinner. Brooklyn likes to sit on Scout's head, apparently (?).

I just looked at Ty and said, "I didn't teach her that."

There's nothing more fun than tugging on a toy that tugs back! They entertained us with this game for a very long time, first with this toy and then with another.

I suggested a photo, so we can see the size of the pups and how they grow. The only thing harder than trying to get two toddlers to pose for a picture is getting two pups to pay attention. They kept trying to play with each other, even when in our arms.

And this may be the best photo fail ever.

A few hours later, and we have two very worn-out pups! Let me just say that they did not fall asleep by choice. They played constantly, but after a few hours we noticed the energy level had begun to decrease. But still they refused to stop. It wasn't until they were separated and given opportunity to conk out that they actually did. Seriously, they are just like the toddlers you have to make go to bed!

Scout on her ride home.

Brooklyn heard Scout was sleeping on Erin's lap and quickly made herself more comfortable.

It's so fun to learn puppy life alongside a friend! Since Scout is a few weeks ahead of Brooklyn, I'm always asking Erin what's normal for the age. And of course we send cute puppy updates quite often.

Puppy dates = tired pups = happy moms :)

Brooklyn's First Road Trip

I took a piano lesson today. My current teacher lives nearly two-and-a-half hours from my home. It makes for a mini road trip about twice a month. This time, Ty came along. Of course we brought the pup and Ty kept her out-and-about during my lesson. With some better planning, next time they will hit up a dog beach. (Did I mention the part where we overslept and rushed out of the house?)

Brooklyn did great! We took advantage of one drive-thru line and I got out of the car so she could have a potty break outside of Chick-fil-a. She seems to enjoy the car. We've been taking her on short rides several times a week, and now I think she even finds the road relaxing. Sometimes when she's super wound up, I toss her in the car and go for a drive. It always calms her down.

After my lesson, we stopped at a cute beach cafe. Miracle of miracles: dog AND gluten-free friendly. Score!

It was a cold day for March 1, but we enjoyed our chilly patio seats. Brooklyn slept on my lap without issue. Too bad she's quickly outgrowing that seat!

And we all know the reason you're here is to see pictures of my celebrity dog. Don't want to leave you wanting, so feast your eyes!

Family road trip!

Checking out the menu!

Mmmm...my omelette and home fries

A happy Ty with a Reuben

Brooklyn's a beaut!

Well, hello there

Trying to get comfortable

Smelling/eating everything as usual

So glad my hand could be of use

Finally comfortable! That's one big pile o legs, folks! Would you check out the size of those feet?!