Frank was serving time in solitary for being a bitey sock thieving FA stroppy teenager. He cried constantly at the back of his kennel. And of course, he was perfect. He knew his name, and he knew sit, and that's all he came home with.
He's my little mate, and after 12 short months he's just gone from strength to strength. He learnt that dogs are for playing with, not for biting, and loves his poochy mates (esp Kiz
). After 6 months at training, we were asked to join the display team, and we now spend weekends up to our ears in mud. He's a clumsy, shouty, sulky little monster, who gives stinky dog kisses and ear nibbles, who will find the most uncomfortable place to lie on you, and whose wind could melt glass.
He's the dog I waited 25 years for, he's brought joy, tears and laughter to my house. And he's worth every single bit of hard work to get him so far.
Happy gotcha day mate, love youx
Day one, stressed and confused
In the snow
Weimies are NOT cuddly, socialble animals...
Smilie Weimie
Singing...
Happy 1st Gotcha Frank!
happy 1st gotcha day 
too xx