Our best side

Every year I do a greyhound calender for family, friends and our beloved veterinarian.

Scrambling for a theme, I thought the twins might be a good place to start.

Yup, they showed me their best side tonight.

Girls, all I asked for was a little cooperation. Thanks for gesture, but seriously, this wasn't quite what I had in mind.

Always a lady

Perched in her favorite corner of the couch, Minnie is ready to watch Bones.

Notta greyhound

I was caught. It's almost as bad as getting caught with a porn magazine.

I was admiring this pair of not greyhounds.

My skinny guys are going to hold this over my head.

Flo and the silver slipper

It was just one of those days.


A real yawner for sure. One mom at the computer, the other taking a happy nappy.

Now just what is a bored greyhound to do?


Find the shoe that was kicked to the ground beside the nappers chair of course!


The oh so disappointing fact of the matter however, the silver slipper is not made of tasty, chewable leather, but rather a plastic gardening Birkenstock. Bleh.


And besides, what fun is there in chewing on a shoe when the whole thing is being photographed?

Perhaps a better use of time would be the Saturday Pet Blog Hop

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The Pet Blog Hop hosted by Life with Dogs, Two Little Cavaliers and Confessions of the Plume. Many, many thanks to the hosts, the Pet Blog Hop rocks.

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The newest couch potato

OK, OK, I admit it. Our greyhounds have no rules. Sleep on the bed, sleep on the couch. Where ever they want to be, it's fine.

Today, Jillian for the first time got up on the couch, and from the looks on her face... she can't believe it.


In fact, I'm pretty sure she is saying "pinch me momma, am I really on the couch?"


Of course, her twin sister Slinky couldn't believe she was on the couch either. Without her. The rule is, they do everything together.


It didn't take Jillian long at all to grow tired of the novelty, turn around and take a long afternoon nap on the couch.

Preparing for the feast

"It went that way! The squirrel went that way."

And the race was on. Nothing like a little fresh squirrel meat to be thankful for.


Slinky spotted it's location first. Eye on the prize.


Not to be out done, her twin sister Jillian was right there with her.


Of course, Blender was the smart one. She wasn't foolish enough to be out in the cold, instead she remained close to her bowl. Waiting for the feast to begin.

The hounds of Greyhound Gardens would like to wish every one a very Happy Thanksgiving.


Holiday or not, the greyhounds had us up at the crack of dawn. We still have freezing temperatures and they were only interested in a quick run and breakfast.

Looking to the east, Karen and I scrambled out the door so that we could enjoy the sunrise.

I have much to be thankful for.

Our dogs, they rock my world. My partner that indulges me everyday. My friends, many of whom are connected through the greyhounds, one way or another.

Sound the alarms!

Something has happened to the back yard.


It's cold, it's all over the place.


It doesn't smell like anything good to eat.


And everywhere we go, we find more.


Who wants to lay down and warm up in the sun now?

Oh the weather outside is frightful

But the couch is so delightful.

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

Happy week

The garden hounds would like to wish you a happy Thanksgiving week.

If you are traveling, be safe.

If you are just eating, make sure you run around the track a few extra times.

Just wanna say thank you

To everyone who stopped by the blog. We are truly honored to have so many visitors.

On a very bright note, we spoke to Molly's mom today (the little dog that got Minnie's blood Friday).

She said that Molly was doing much better. On Friday she couldn't stand up by herself. On Saturday morning, she raced her down the hall to get to the cat food.

Yup, nothing like a little greyhound blood to get you running again. :o)))

My hero

By night, Minnie is a couch potato.


By day, Minnie is a speed demon, a wild woman.


And every day, Minnie is a hero to many dogs that she has donated blood to.

Many greyhounds are universal blood donors and Minnie is just one of them.

Today, a little poodle puppy named Molly was very sick. Her mom knew something was wrong when she brought her into the vet clinic. Her vets were worried.

When they called and asked for a donor, I had Minnie there within 30 minutes and held her paw while she bravely stood and donated her blood.

Tonight when I checked in on little Molly, she was feeling better, not out of the woods yet but feeling better.

You've got good go-go juice Minnie, you're our hero.

Meet all of the heroes on the Saturday Pet Blog Hop

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The newest double-digit member

Hey Clancy, today you are a proud, card-carrying member of the Double-Digit Gang.


It seems like just yesterday you were that gangly 18-month old puppy coming to stay as our foster.


You are still just as handsome as ever.


Happy 10th birthday Clancy. Here's to many more sunny days.

Yo Paul!

Remember me? I'm the black masked pup. Having sisters around is really, really weird.

I know they are my sisters because they screech just like me.


But they really don't look anything like me.


They think I'm a really big goof ball.


But really, I'm the big, loving goof ball.

Dear Paul, More updates

Jillian here, not quite ready to give up all of the attention.


But Paul, Jillan may think she's the star, but I am the oh so sweet one.


I'm snuggly and cuddly and when I crawl into bed with the momma every night she says I have the softest coat ever.


And I'm not a party girl, I'm just sweet.

Dear Paul, A triplet update

Dear Paul,

Momma says it's time we sent you an update from the gardens.

From the us triplets.


Why on earth would you want to see pictures of my brother and sister when you have me? Beautiful, gorgeous me, Jillian.


Wait mom, where are you going with the camera? It's all about me!


Ok, ok. Here is my nose with Slinky. Had to get up from my comfy cushion to be in this picture.

Very tempting

I so looked forward to my four-day weekend. Pretty much busy every minute of it.

And now it is Sunday night and I am not looking forward to going to work tomorrow.

Nope, not all.


Wonder if anyone would notice if I played hooky?

November

Bentley • April 7, 1997 – April 6, 2004

November is National Canine Cancer Awareness month.

As I thought back, I realized that the evil beast has taken way to many of our babies.

Phoebe • October 1, 1991 – November 27, 2005

Gracie • September 15, 1994 – March 25, 2006

Cleo • December 22, 1995 – March 28, 2008

Fonzi • October 4, 1999 – February 10, 2009

Barbie • April 16, 1996 – October 13, 2007

Duncan • April 22, 1999 – May 14, 2010

And so, as I looked a little farther, I learned that one in three dogs will be diagnosed with canine cancer.

The National Canine Cancer Foundation is raising money for research grants to help find a cure.

Who knows, maybe if we can find a cure in canines, we can find a cure in humans.