Sometimes the slow ones are the lucky ones.
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by James Brush
Tag: greyhounds
They only look blurry because… well, they’re greyhounds. And they’re fast.
This week, I’ve been teaching the old blog new tricks and we now have the capacity to let the pups tell their own story. Phoebe does most of the narration while Joey huffs and puffs bounces around in the background. Here’s Phoebe telling me about her day:
Since this is our first attempt at audio blogging, let me know if it doesn’t work.
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Sometimes outside isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
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Recently, this blog’s reader (Hi, Mom) called it to our attention that we have been remiss in doing our Friday Hound Blogging exercise. So, here’s Joey and his wolf with the snazzy bandana they gave him at the kennel a few weeks ago.
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After the tooth extraction, the painkillers left Joey feeling a little fuzzy.
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can you call it fun
if no one ever gets hurt?
RED CUTS ON WHITE FUR
if no one ever gets hurt,
can you call it fun?
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This is for my rough-and-tumble greyhound Phoebe. She’s always got a cut or a scrape or a bloody appendage. It’s all fun and games even when she gets hurt. We’re pretty sure she thinks that’s half the fun.
If you’re interested in the form of the poem, it’s a NaisaiKu and it was written for Week 3 of the NaisaiKu… Challenge.
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a blur through the room
faster than the speed of nap—
greyhound on the couch
FASTER THAN THE SPEED OF NAP
greyhound on the couch
faster than the speed of nap—
a blur through the room
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This week it was Joey’s turn to be the subject of a NaisaiKu for the NaisaiKu challenge. Phoebe will get her shot next Friday.
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Why is it that the death of a dog we’ve never met can still break our hearts?
Today, Joey & Phoebe hand the blog over to another ex-racer who got lucky when he wasn’t fast enough.
Rest in peace, Vacume (aka Count Vacula).
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A grey is mostly made of legs.
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