Joey took his first trail walk on this perfect autumn weekend. It wasn’t too scary and it seems he’ll make a good hiking dog. Phoebe came along too, but Joey tended to stand between her and the camera.
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One year ago today, Action Phoebe, the hound of adventure, came to live with us. Over the past year, she’s learned to go for walks, got an education, had a few baths, and made herself at home. She came to us as a spooky greyhound, but she’s come out of her shell so much that people have remarked that she’s turned into a lab.
Her real birthday is November 8th when she’ll turn 3, but we celebrated today with a long walk down the trail near our house and perhaps, later, they’ll enjoy a bowl of Frosty Paws. She’s a great dog, but then aren’t they all?
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Sometimes a greyhound pillow is the best kind. Needless to say, Joey has really taken to his new life here with his new pillows sisters.
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Phoebe says she has nothing to hide. Joey and Daphne claim not to recall the incident. A full investigation is pending.
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Sometimes the wolf eats you, but mostly Joey eats the wolf.
Last week, I came home to find fluff everywhere. It seems that Joey and probably Phoebe (resting in the background after some wolf killin’) had disemboweled the poor thing. Fortunately my mom – conversant in the ancient art of sewing – was able to save him. She noticed that it was not his first surgery.
Yesterday, Joey and Wolf were reunited after a long week of sleepless nights spent wandering around the bedroom wolf huntin’.
Phoebe’s favorite time of day is morning walk time. She tells us all about it, and then she leads the way.
This is Daphne’s cue to run and hide and Joey follows along to see what all this walk stuff is about.
Joey’s been here two weeks now, and I’m happy to say that he fits right in. Phoebe and Daphne love him. Phoebe and he chase one another around the yard, and even Daphne joins in the playing. This outlet for Phoebe’s energy has been especially kind to our furniture.
He’s a true cuddle monster, but he’s also very obedient and will hop right off the couch or bed when we say, ‘off.’ This is a useful feature since he’s such a big guy, and I’m glad it came preinstalled along with ‘take a bow’ and ‘shake.’
Fluffy toys are great fun; he loves slinging them around the living room and whenever he has a toy, his tail wags faster and faster. I’ve found that he enjoys tug-of-war and will even chase things, so I’m hoping that I can teach him to play ball. He’ll already go get the ball, so I guess I just have to teach him to bring it back.
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We almost adopted a third greyhound back in March. Last weekend while working the meet-n-greet we learned that he was still available, and so we decided to become a three hound home. The plan was that he would move in on Friday evening.
Friday turned into a heartbreaking day, though. We lost Morrison to cancer, but we decided to go ahead and not postpone the new guy’s arrival. Besides, Morrison had already met and approved of him earlier in the week when he came for a visit. Welcoming a new hound on the same day we said goodbye to Morrison seemed a bit strange at first, but Joey is such an upbeat, happy dog, that we were all quickly glad he was there.
This is Joey…
Joey is a 71 pounder, obviously a handsome fella. He’s a velcro hound, and a true cuddle monster.
His wonderful foster mom took great care of him, helping him through a number of neuroses. For instance he no longer lives in fear of ceiling fans, but he does occasionally glance up at them to make sure they’re not coming to get him.
He knows “target,” “shake,” and “take a bow,” which makes him our best educated dog.
He ran two races, but lost them both. He’s considered a special needs dog because of his weirdness quirkiness neurotic nature, but he fits right in here at the house of weird special needs dogs.
Here’s what the Greyhound Pets of America – Central Texas adoption site said about him:
[Brindle, male, 3 years old, cat friendly, small dog friendly, no small children, special needs]
Our Joey, with a combination of medication, gentle training, and consistency, has made tons of progress. This spring, Joey completed a basic obedience class that required him to (1) leave the house, (2) ride in the car, (3) interact with strangers, and (4) learn while in the outdoors — not far from a busy highway! He has a very nice “come,” “off,” “target,” and “wait,” and a pretty good “down” and “take a bow.” Joey will also ‘woof’ to go out or come in. His house manners are very good, although a croissant left on a countertop is way too big a temptation for him. Although he no longer fears helicopters or ceiling fans, he remains somewhat anxious and obsessive, especially in new places. That’s just Joey, and he is extremely workable, given a patient guardian. This beautiful dog is very bonded to his foster mom, whom he follows everywhere in the house and yard. He kind of wishes he were top dog, but when the 17-lb., blind, elderly terrier in his foster home scolds him, Joey straightens up and flies right. Joey does well with calm children 7 years old and up, adults, and all other critters except the squirrels in the garden — he dreams of squirrel stew.
The label on his medication says that he isn’t supposed to drink alcohol, drive or operate heavy machinery, but he can hang out on the couch and play with toys including his giant wolf.
Phoebe and Daphne seem to really like him, and Phoebe likes the new toys (especially that wolf) that came with him.
Joey’s been here since Friday and he fits right in. Friday was an awful day, but I’m glad we didn’t postpone his arrival because he’s already made this weekend a lot more bearable.
Friday was bittersweet, but it ended with a bit of a brown brindle lining.
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Today we had to have our beloved cat, Morrison, put to sleep. He’s had diabetes and arthritis for the past two years, and today we learned he had cancer and that there was nothing that could be done.
So for today’s old photo we take a look at what’s probably going on in Heaven right now (after Zephyr finished sniffing his butt that is)…
Believe it or not, there’s actually very good news today too, but it will have to wait.
