Labor Day Party
Another very successful weekend, this time with holiday attached and we had plenty of good food, good company, and good times. If they were geese, we could say we had a gaggle of alumni visitors over the weekend, all brought their humans along. The only mishap, a grandmother was scratched when one of the inmates jumped up to greet her, when she was looking at the dogs. Now I know why we (try) to teach our dogs never to jump up on guests. We’ve had exceptions, Kingston was a professional and Donald was a hugger, and it was neat, until someone gets hurt, then it’s not so neat any more. Our dogs are moving in and out so fast, their training time is also very limited, and the dogs get very excited when we have visitors, so if you are out here to see the dogs, don’t encourage them to jump up on you and we’ll be doing our best to make sure they don’t, but sometimes you are just irresistible.
We had hot dogs and hamburgers and a bunch of special homemade dishes as well as the standard items brought in. You are always welcome to bring a dish, but if you don’t make anything special or know what to bring, you can always think of the dogs. A bag of rice, a can of pumpkin, sweet potatoes, pasta, dog treats, are always welcome. You can even email Michelle and she can fill you in on what’s currently in short supply at the moment and there’s always something. Too many of our alumni to name all, but thank you always for bringing them by, we love to see them and find out how they are doing. Hot Foot Sally dropped in, she was one of the girls that got out during the week and was safely returned home. Keep your eyes on your dogs during door openings, they may not race but they are still PDQ, I saw some of Sally’s moves in the office and she has that first two steps that any running back would die for. The famous Kiowa Mardi Gras stopped by, if you ever lose faith in yourself or your greyhound, you might want to talk with her owner, she had about the worst beginning anyone could have for an adopted pet, but her story, up to this point, ends happily. She brought her friend Kika, who is one of our alumni adopted out through the Humane Society in North Miami, which is an excellent facility by the way. I met Joanie, a beautiful black girl that was severely injured almost five years ago. She is eight years old now and looking beautiful. The feeling is just indescribable when you rescue or save a life. Changing a person’s life for the better is one of the most rewarding things, and if you don’t have a chance to do that, saving an animal’s life is a pretty good second. Don’t believe it? You should hear some of the stories told this past weekend, I am proud just to be in the same room with people like that. And any animal or dog, not just greyhounds, but our group happens to deal with them and they are pretty special in a lot of ways.
Too many stories and dogs to put them all here, but this community is special. Maybe not perfect, I just got gassed by one of my special friends. He’s laying here on the floor, upwind, and he had a pretty nice day today, even his bowels are celebrating I guess. When my eyes clear and the walls stop sweating, I will continue. Ok, head cleared, down to the real reason we’re here. Next Wednesday another dozen head up to Emerald Coast, the fourth run. We’re getting reports on dogs that have been fostered and adopted already and there all good stories. That’s what I’m here for. It’s also been a great week for seniors; I have a soft spot in my heart for them because I think I am one of them. Our Gold Dust Twins, M’s Pretty Lori and Dynamic Macy, eight and seven years young respectively, have gone to a real home together, along with AM Ether who is nine. All three were returns because of human reasons, not theirs, but will now live together and share the ‘Golden Years’ in love and dignity. Who knows, maybe you’ll see a new sitcom come out, something like ‘The Golden Girls’, which was set in Miami. The Colorado humans were in and I think Atascocita Drone is going to be a keeper with them. Our official adoption this weekend went to Bob’s Harvie, I think it was pretty much love at first sight for some humans that have chosen here to live instead of Chicago. Colorado and Chicago are gonna miss that winter up north which will be coming up pretty quickly. Not!
KL Fine as Wine
There were no returns this past week, in fact all but one of the returns we had are out in their forever homes. Only Kelly, aka KL Fine as Wine is left. She will be eight years old next month, she is a beautiful, well behaved senior, also returned through no fault of her own, so those of you that might want an experienced, mature, well behaved lady to share a few years with, yes she’s almost eight, but the love you get in return will melt your heart.
Seven new arrivals will be getting their chance for a new home and a well-deserved life as a real pet, with real humans of their own. The only girl is In The Process, we call her Dee Dee. She’s a beautiful little four year old girl, white and brindle. Girls are currently scarce. We have Wes Chandler, a little black guy, won’t be two years old until October. Edler raced over a hundred races, he’s four years old, black, and a quiet guy so far. Hookem Hambone, Decisive Move, and Rich Gannon are all two years old. Rich Gannon is brindle and the other two are black. None of those three apparently were going to be racers for whatever reason, they all have less than twenty races according to my records. Astar Believe Me just came in and I only know his name, haven’t even seen him yet. So if you’re into new, here’s seven for you, if you want an old mate, you’re a little late, but no matter the age, get on our page and check them out. My mother used to tell me bad things came in threes, like deaths, plane crashes, etc. We had three escapes in the past two weeks, and these things seem to come in groups. Lost dog stories are not what I like to mention unless they have a happy ending. Otto got out down in the south Dade area, but fortunately he was returned safe and sound. Ms. Sally got out of the house up in Broward and she even crossed Stirling Road but she was recaptured, and came down to visit us yesterday, and like I said in the beginning, she is quick. The Chumster and his partner in crime Yahtzee out maneuvered the meter man and were on their way to their first road trip when they discovered that neither had brought money or more importantly food, so their great adventure ended right after it started. Please keep an eye on your dogs, if I haven’t mentioned it yet, remember, they are quick, and they don’t care if you’re a president or a mailman, they can run out on you in a heartbeat. So, the good news, that’s three (I count the Chum and Yaht together as one since they travel together) and hopefully there won’t be any others for a while at least. And… they all had the right kind of ending, reunited with their people. It must be time to quit, I just got gassed again. Too much party, too much table food today. Don’t ever let anyone tell you they don’t have gas on occasions, and they are in a league of their own when it comes to lethality. So on this sour note, I leave you and the room. Have a greyt week.