When the thunder booms, sometimes a big dog needs the smallest chair to feel safe. And surely, there’s a book in there somewhere that explains that thunder monsters don’t go for greyhounds.
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When the thunder booms, sometimes a big dog needs the smallest chair to feel safe. And surely, there’s a book in there somewhere that explains that thunder monsters don’t go for greyhounds.
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Joey flings his wolf aside to smile for the camera. Yes, that wolf is airborne. He’s so talented.
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Sometimes the thrill of the hunt is all in the ears, especially Joey’s fabulous combover ear.
They’ve been pretty good nurses this week and by that I mean, they’ve been lounging around just like me.
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Phoebe takes a moment to survey the yard before she begins her day.
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If you shoot a black-and-white dog in black-and-white, is it a color shot?
Phoebe cut her leg on Friday. Nothing major, but it gave me the chance to break out the dog first aid kit. I put some hydrogen peroxide on it, and then went back inside to get a towel to dry her leg before putting some antibacterial ointment on the wound. When I came back out she was standing on the porch waiting, but the H2O2 that had run off her leg was gone. Down in the yard I could hear Joey throwing up.
Phoebe is fine, and Joey has now learned what happens to dogs who drink H2O2.
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If you dare.
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Joey tends to find lots to smile about. He must like it here.
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We’ve been having work done on our floors this week, so we’ve had to send the pups to doggy daycare. Joey and Phoebe go twice a week, but Daphne has never gone. In the past we’ve tried to board her, and she spent the whole time cowering in a corner panting.
Not anymore. The new Daphne runs and plays with the other dogs. The new Daphne likes to go to daycare. I suspect it’s partially the influence of Joey, who also likes to run and play with other dogs. Still, it’s amazing that after four and a half years, our little spook is still learning to be a dog, taking mostly baby steps, but sometimes full greyhound strides.
Go, Daphne.
And cheers to The Family Guy for this little exchange (paraphrasing):
Stewie (the baby): You’ll wind up in a dumpster with a bunch of unwanted greyhounds.
Brian (the alcoholic dog): Hey, that’s not funny! That’s our holocaust!
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He was this tall if he was a foot!
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Phoebe discovered her new favorite treat last week: fresh icicles.
I broke one off to see what she would do, and she carried it off a few feet and then bit it into a rain of shards. Then the real fun started, namely trying to pick the pieces up again. She kept working at it until she figured out how to do it at which point she ate all of them.
I broke another off for her and she ate that too. It wasn’t long before the porch was littered with icicles and Phoebe was shivering from the cold as she ate them. Eventually, I got her inside where she warmed up and then wanted to go back out to eat some more.
Icicles, the ultimate dog treat. They’re free, non fattening, provide a challenge, aren’t a choking hazard. Your pup will love ’em.
(This edition of Weekend Hound Blogging sponsored by the American Icicle Association.)
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Want to make a fast friend by saving a greyhound in Central Texas? Check these pups out. Or go here to find a greyhound near you. You can also go here to find out why greyhounds are running for their lives.
If you have dogs who need proven leadership, go here to find a cat.