GreyHaul

I spent yesterday hauling greyhounds.

A local vet school was retiring their blood donors and needed to find a new place for them to go. The school said ordinarily the vet students adopt the hounds, but this time around they didn't have any takers. The school contacted the president of our GPA and she agreed to find homes for these pups.

Lucky me, my old bosses agreed to take in three of the six looking for a new place to live. Yes it sucks that they have to continue to live in a kennel, but it beats having to put them to sleep because no one wants them.

This is Dawg House.

We spent the better part of our two hour trip with him wacking me in the head with his muzzle because he didn't want to sit down with the other greys.I had a few choice words words with him, that he ignored, and he finally lay down on his own. He reminds me a lot of Set. Very stubborn, no respect for others, and he thinks he can throw his weight around to get what he wants.

This sweet heart is Lefty.

The sweet little girl on the far left is Angel.

This was the best I could do riding down the road for a group shot. But look, there was a little more room for one more grey! lol

There is sweet Angel.

I dropped Dawg House off at the clinic he was going to live at and left the other two in the car while we got him situated. I went out to get his paper work to find my car doors locked! Don't worry, the air was running so they weren't in any danger. My Hunny Bunny had to bring me the spare pare of keys to let me back in my car.

Look how innocent they look! Whatever, I know they carefully planned to lock me out of my own car. lol

Everyone settled into their new kennels just fine.

For some of the staff at the clinics the dogs are living at, this is the first time they have ever met a greyhound. We had a quick class on greyhounds and the heat, the bedding they need, and raising the food and water bowls. I hope these greys have as deep of an impact as my first greyhound blood donor. Heart is the sole reason I own greys. She was the first and only grey I had ever seen when she came to live at the clinic for killing the neighbor's cats. I fell deeply in love with her. After she died of bone cancer years later, I promised her I would adopt as least one grey and make sure that dog had a wonderful loving home.

Thank you Heart, for touching my life.