Richard and Caroline had never had a dog of their own, never mind the exciting privilege of having a Greyhound.
My role has been to train them up to be good Greyhound parents in the hope that they will adopt many other hounds.
I can safely say that I have trained them well and I can go over the rainbow bridge in the knowledge that they will go on and give their home and hearts to many other Greyhounds.
I will remember them always.
I am taking things very easy now. I visit my vet Annalie every month but I find everything very tiring.
Richard and Caroline are looking after me very well, short walks and regular trips to the pub for a bit roast chicken.
I am told my blood was fine but as I am still not hungry and also always needing a tree at the moment, I am now having an Ultra Sound Scan.
Today I got taken to the vets.
In this hot weather I have not been eating a lot, my current weight loss has worried my foster parents so today I was taken to vet where they stuck needles in me.
I understand its for a blood test just to check there is nothing wrong.
Today was ‘The Gathering”. While there is nothing really wrong with other dogs, sometimes we Greyhounds want to socialise together.
Once a year we have the great greyhound gathering. This year it was a Cadwell Park next to the race track, where I understand Richard has raced his noisy motorcycles.
We had three show rings for competitions, two dedicated for greyhounds and one for the lesser breeds of hound, but still sight hounds, not lesser breeds of dog.
It was a good day out and I had a present bought for me. A new bed, as a greyhound can never have too many beds, collars, leads and coats. In fact I think my wardrobe is bigger then my foster dad’s!
Its holiday time again.
I do prefer the cooler weather despite the fact that Greyhounds come from the middle east. So this year we went on holiday to Wales in March!
It was cold! In fact there was snow on the mountains and I had to wear a coat to bed!
We went for lots of walks along the river.
And walks in the mountains.
We stayed in a little cottage in a tiny village, but the best thing was that the local hotel in the village where we was staying, was very enlightened. Hounds (oh and dogs) were aloud in the restaurant and they had a menu for us.
We also visited the coast and a few castles. Despite the cold it was fun and it was not too cold for ice-cream!
Its been a rough week. Sprained my right wrist, been told off for trying to still run and now have toothache!
Still they took me to the Vets who stuck big needles in me, would not let me come home till the next day.
Since being home Richard has been feeding me funny tablets and coating them in peanut butter which makes them go down better, but I would prefer just peanut butter on its own.
I have demonstrated that I can still run with a sprained wrist but this was not liked, so I am now only allowed out into the garden with my lead on.
I understand I have as well as a sprained wrist, a infection and will need a tooth out, so will have to go back to the vets once the the infection and wrist has healed. Oh well such is the life of an athlete, we do get these issues from time to time.
There has always been an odd smell in the house; Richard and Caroline have now explained and showed me my big older foster brother who lives in this box.
He is called Oz and he is a snake.
In an odd and very large box at the bottom of the garden we have some very large birds, well finally I was introduced.
It turns out they are chickens and its where my omelettes have been coming from. So it turns out they are useful indeed and so I must not chase them or eat them, or it will be no more eggs for me.
I have now been with my new family for one whole year. To celebrate I had a cheese omelet and lots of treats.