ShoMar Weimaraners
Quality Versatile Weimaraners Since 1972
AM/BR/PAN
AM/INT'L CH. ShoMar's I Don't Giveadamn,CD,CGC,TDI
Photograph by Paul Eberlein
ShoMar Weimaraners - Charlene Scalzott
Clifton, VA
703 250-4354
My family and I have
owned and
loved Weimaraners since 1968 when we rescued an abused 6 month old Weimaraner. With
his small stature, white chest and "boots", Bismarck was certainly not a
sterling example of the breed. In every other respect he was a exceptional
Weimaraner and a true ambassador for the breed. Bismarck was an intelligent and
enthusiastic obedience dog, a gentle, loving and loyal friend, constant shadow and the
devoted guardian and "nanny" of our three toddlers. He spent hours
stalking and pointing birds, butterflies and planes. Bismarck considered it his duty to
protect the children as they slept, stationing himself at the top of the stairs and
allowing only my husband and I passage. Our babysitter quickly learned that
Bismarck was in charge once the children were safely asleep. In this and so
many other ways, he cleverly and often hilariously taught us the many joys and challenges
of living with the unique and remarkable breed that is the Weimaraner.
Bismarck was more than just a smart dog. He had a unerring conscience and
a keen sense of justice. Excursions which did not include Bismarck met
with his disapproval and, often, retribution. Since we were not very smart
dog owners in those days, Bismarck did not have a crate. This provided
ample opportunity for him to rearrange the living room and search for any food
his owners foolishly left within reach - the birthday cake prepared for our
son's third birthday was an especially tasty treat. Smart
fellow that he was, Bismarck already had himself in "time out" when we returned.
He was fully aware, you see, that if he punished himself we couldn't possibly
remain angry with him and would simply have to forgive him. On the other
hand, if Bismarck felt he had been unjustly accused of wrong-doing he never
failed to make his hurt feelings abundantly clear. What can you do when
your dog turns his back on you and won't speak to you? We could walk around him
in a complete circle while he pivoted on his rump keeping his back to us
at all times. He was so "human" that our children insisted
that Bismarck could talk. Who were we to disagree? His early morning
vocalizations as he waited for the children to scamper down the stairs sounded
like "hurry up" to us. Is it any wonder that from the day Bismarck joined
our family, life without Weimaraners has been inconceivable?
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