Something about Weimaraners compels people to dress them up. Maybe it’s those eerie eyes that seem to drill right through to your soul. Maybe it’s the elegant grey coat, which goes with just about anything. Maybe it’s their profound puzzlement when we hang all this bizarre stuff on them–they sit there, patiently, trying to process the situation. “Why? Why? Why?”
Our family is no exception. I came home on October 30 and found this waiting for me. My daughter thought it was very amusing.