Greyhound Friends

Walks were interesting too, Hippie was terrified of other dogs, cats, cars or people so it was extremely difficult to go anywhere but as the days went on there was a glimmer of light at the end of the tunnel. I was bringing her back after a walk one Sunday afternoon...

A Greyhound is not just for Christmas

Christmas was fast approaching and Hippie who charged through the house like a whirling dervish, was fascinated by only one trinket on the tree ? she would run into the lounge and leaving the tree still standing, remove the small felt ?Harrods? stocking which had been...

A Rescue Greyhound? Why not?

I think it was the sight of the rear end of a greyhound rushing through my bungalow on the way to her bed with a nice warm freshly baked baguette clutched between her jaws and sticking out either side of her front end that made me finally get around to writing this....