Foster families needed!

GLWR is an incredibly rewarding group to be involved with – I am amazed by how many dogs we have saved and families we have touched together as a rescue.  We take pride in being able to accept and place most of the requests we get for dogs to come into our program – whether from shelters or owner relinquishments. Our current numbers are double what they were last year. Due to the economy, we have seen a rise in the number of dogs relinquished due to home foreclosures, and also lost jobs. That joined with an equal decrease in the adoption rate puts us in our current situation, with an urgent need for foster homes. This is not just our group; many organizations in the pet industry are in survival/disaster mode over the last 6 months.

Currently, we have dogs waiting in kill shelters to come in – we are very concerned that we will not have a place to put them in time. We also have a waiting list for owner relinquishments which seems to grow every day. We simply have no additional space to put these dogs.

If you have considered fostering a dog, there is no better time! Consider your friends and family, might they be interested? Think of your own dog – many of them are with you today because someone was able to step-up and bring them to safety to eventually find your loving home. Please do not feel forced into fostering, but if you do have the space in your home and your heart, we need your help!!

Yes, it can be emotionally difficult to see the dog you rescued move into their new home. Our adoptive homes are wonderful – you will feel so proud to have SAVED a dog’s life, given a family their new forever pal, and also benefited the breed of Weimaraners everywhere.

Note to Families with children: Weimaraners are large, energetic, demanding sporting dogs and can have strong prey drives. They require lifelong mental and physical exercise as well as training. All breeds of rescued dogs require even more time, training and patience than the typical dog and GLWR Weims are no exception.

For the safety of your children and the welfare of our dogs, GLWR does not adopt to families with children under the age of eight. Families with children ages 8-10 must have owned a Weimaraner in the recent past. Families with no Weimaraner experience must have children age 10 and over. This same standard applies to our foster homes.

Of course we are happy to work with you to find a foster dog that matches your home and lifestyle, we have many to choose from! So what do you say, can you  give these dogs a loving foster home?

If so, please contact our Foster home coordinator:

Board of Directors
Great Lakes Weimaraner Rescue, Inc.


My Foster Dog

My foster dog stinks to high heaven.

I don’t know for sure what breed he is.
His eyes are blank and hard.
He won’t let me pet him and growls when I reach for him.
He has ragged scars and crusty sores on his skin.
His nails are long and his teeth, which he showed me, are stained.
I sigh. I drove two hours for this.
I carefully maneuver him so that I can stuff him in the crate.
Then I heft the crate and put it in the car.
I am going home with my new foster dog.
At home I leave him in the crate till all the other dogs are in the yard.
I get him out of the crate and ask him if he wants “outside.”
As I lead him to the door he hikes his leg on the wall and shows me his stained teeth again.
When we come in, he goes to the crate because that’s the only safe place he sees.
I offer him food but he won’t eat it if I look at him, so I turn my back.
When I come back, the food is gone.
I ask again about “outside.”
When we come back, I pat him before I let him in the crate,
he jerks away and runs into the crate to show me his teeth.
The next day I decide I can’t stand the stink any longer.
I lead him into the bath with cheese in my hands.
His fear of me is not quite overcome by his longing for the cheese.
And well he should fear me, for I will give him a bath.
After an attempt or two to bail out he is defeated and stands there.
I have bathed four legged bath squirters for more years than he has been alive.
His only defense was a show of his stained teeth,
that did not hold up to a face full of water.
As I wash him, it is almost as if I wash not only the stink and dirt away but also some of the hardness.
His eyes look full of sadness now.
And he looks completely pitiful as only a soap covered dog can.
I tell him that he will! feel better when he is cleaned.
After the soap, the towels are not too bad, so he lets me rub him dry.
I take him outside. He runs for joy.
The joy of not being in the tub and the joy of being clean.
I, the bath giver, am allowed to share the joy.
He comes to me and lets me pet him.
One week later I have a vet bill.
His skin is healing. He likes for me to pet him. I think.
I know what color he will be when his hair grows in.
I have found out he is terrified of other dogs.
So I carefully introduce him to my mildest four legged brat.
It doesn’t go well.
Two weeks later a new vet bill for an infection, that was missed on the
first visit.
He plays with the other dogs.
Three weeks later his coat shines, he has gained weight.
He shows his clean teeth when his tongue lolls out
after he plays chase in the yard with the gang.
His eyes are soft and filled with life.
He loves hugs and likes to show off his tricks, if you have the cheese.
Someone called today and asked about him,
they saw the picture I took the first week.
They asked about his personality, his history, his breed.
They asked if he was pretty. I asked them lots of questions.
I checked up on them.
I prayed.
I said yes.
When they saw him the first time they said
he was the most beautiful dog they had ever seen.
Six months later, I got a call from his new family.
He is wonderful, smart, well behaved, and very loving.
How could someone not want him?
I told them I didn’t know.
He is beautiful.
They all are.

by Unknown Author