Friday, October 22, 2010

Tails of a shy dog

Nearly seven years ago Joey joined us at Greyhound Gardens. They called him a spook.

He was afraid of everything. Not because he had ever been abused, his trainer truly loved him, but because that was just the way he was wired.

If he were a child, he would be labeled as autistic I'm sure.

Joey made friends with all of the other greyhounds. He was curious about his new humans, but coming closer than ten feet was just to scary.

He adapted to his own routine in his own little world and that is where he lived without variation.

Somedays, it would take us hours just to get him to come inside. But never, ever would he come up to us to get his ears scratched.

And then, two years ago without any warning, he just couldn't stand it anymore. With the safety of a buddy, he came closer. Soon, the closer was all the way up to us and if we carefully reached over his friend, we could scratch his ears.

Now, seven years later, no matter where we are Joey is there. He even flips our forearms to make sure that he is getting his fair share and more of ear scratches. He has a lot of years to catch up on.

Oh Joey, Joey. You are just one hunk o' hound dog. So glad to know that you think the same of us.

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IHateToast said...

That's such a sweet tale--from too shy to hand flipping.

Greyhounds CAN Sit said...

How sweet it is for Joey to be enjoying the love at last:-)

Kristin G. said...

Joey's story made my day! I'm so glad he's safe and happy with you. He looks similar to my black and white greyhound. Greyt to meet you and Joey through the blog hop!

Life With Dogs said...

That made my morning. The three Greys we have lived with have been pretty open and easy, but I have met my share of terminally shy hounds. Bless you for helping him to blossom.

Now whatever you do, don't let him see Nigel's new pic or he'll be hiding under the bed! ;)

houndstooth said...

I'm glad you joined the hop this week!

I love the Joeys of the world! We had a big old boy named Hawk who, while I wouldn't call him a spook, more like very shy, definitely had spooky tendencies. We'd work through one fear and get over that hurdle (like fan cords on the floor) and then he'd find something new to worry and fret about. But I adored him after he blossomed from all the hard work we put into him.

I love your pictures of Joey, well, I love all your pictures! Great post today! :) You definitely gave a good smile!

Pyroclasm Jones said...

I'm so glad to have found you through the blog hop. Thank you for sharing Joey's story. I can't wait to read more!

Pup Fan said...

Aw, sweet story. :)

Oskar said...

I'm so very happy to hear that he has adjusted finally. He seems like he has so much love to give.

Nubbin wiggles,