houndish

The biggest changes around these parts have taken place with Houndish, as she is affectionately known. She is still afraid of her own shadow and still a scared of everything but now she is willing to go to new places and loves to meet new people. A couple of reassuring words and we can usually get her moving, sometimes it takes a little more like a reassuring hug and then she is fine and sometimes she still has no intentions of moving whatsoever. We have to spell the word C.A.R. as riding in it is her absolute favourite thing in the world. She leaps into the back like a boss and will stay there all day if need be.

Thunder is the enemy and after many loud tropical thunderstorms and many horrid reactions from Luna we headed back to the vet for some advice and help. Since the weatherman are thoroughly useless guessing the time of our daily tropical thunderstorms is a crap shoot at best and getting this poor pathetic dog medicated in time is a game of Russian Roulette. I hate to see her medicated for no reason but if she isn't she tries to jump out of windows and since this house has 2 stories it can get hairy.

We have much more fun than we do worrying times and we recently took her to a friends house with a pool. She showed a huge interest in going in so we let her.

Greyhounds typically can't swim as they have no body fat and are not buoyant. Houndish did OK, nothing stellar but OK.

But she LOVED being in the pool

she just kept getting in and out and swam a bit and got out again

rinse repeat

and the kids loved it too

and when the girls raced she raced up and down the length of the pool howling like a nutter

And then she decided they must need help so like a first class lifeguard, Houndish dove into the deep end of the pool to rescue her peeps and she sank...like a lead balloon and needed her cute little self rescuing. Thankfully the girls are strong, not only strong swimmers but strong and were able to get her to the side so that I could pull her out. We had a couple of hours minutes of scary stuff but she recovered quickly and after a few short moments she resorted to tearing around like a mad thing all over again. However her swimming days are done, done I tell you and it's a bit sad.

However she still runs around the pool area and still races the girls from the other side of the pool fence. She has hung up her bikini at least for now.

Racing on land is more her shtick

those ears ❤

her baboon bum as it known in the greyhound world is filling in really well but we can safely say that it is never going to go away and will remain a scar of her racing and kennel days. we find it endearing...well that's what we tell ourselves. 

Lily discovered a website where we can watch all of her races. She was a machine and insanely fast, which would explain why she raced for 4 years. She must have heard the word retirement being tossed around the kennel in the latter part of February as in her race on March 6th she literally trotted around the track like a geriatric. She wasn't even in the frame. She went from wonder hound to old lady and that proved to be her last race and she came to us 2 weeks later. She was done...............luckily for us.