Saying goodnight to 2011

Flocko

There it is, 2012 looking right at me. What ever happened to 2011. Seems just like yesterday that Crystal and Minnie danced in the New Year. It was a pretty good year for us. Some heartbreak and lots of happiness to keep guiding us through.

Clancy

Clancy left us for the Rainbow Bridge the end of the July. He’s been with us for a long time and it was so sad to let him go. Little did I know he would lead a small pack with him.

Roxy

Roxy left for the Rainbow Bridge in October. She was a heart breaker. She reached her 15th birthday just like the 9 year-old puppy that joined us. We will forever miss that little girl.

Buddy

Perhaps the one loss that still gets me was my Buddy. He was my constant companion, the best dog that ever lived. We miss him every day.

Barney

Barney made a surprise appearance in our lives after having lived in another home. We had fostered him in 2004 and 2005 and when his family moved out of state last February, Barney came back to the gardens. He celebrated his 13th birthday with us in December and he is such a happy camper. Welcome back to the gardens Barney.

Timber

The biggest surprise of 2011? Had to be the red head. We sure didn’t see this one coming. He has brought such joy to our lives.

We love each and every one of our greyhounds and I can’t imagine life without them. When they come home they are usually around 4 to 5 years old. They are always quiet and well-mannered… and they are couch potatoes. It’s easy to have a big pack of greyhounds because they are so good.

Bringing home a puppy added a whole new spice to our life, its been fun and more than anything, Timber helped us get through the heart break.

Slinky

So, as 2012 greats us, we welcome it with our eyes wide open and bright.

We’re sending good wishes for a healthy and happy 2012 to all of our old friends, to our new friends and to those we love.

Here’s to a good one. All of the paws at Greyhound Gardens.

Forever our Buddy

da Budman

Thirteen years ago they sat in the lounge at race track. It was time to name the new litter of pups heading off to training camp. Winnie Whiskey, Ritchie Rum, Kooky Kahlua, and our very own Barry Bourbon. All eight pups where named during Miller time.

On March 6, 2004 we wandered over to an adoption event. We had just adopted Joey and Talley and we wanted to say hi. The most beautiful fawn boy with a black mask was standing there, waiting for someone to love. He’d been in a home and there was some story about a bite, but we didn’t care, there was an instant connection.

Rayetta smiled her coy little smile and said she was running a special, adopt two, get one free. We took a quick walk around the parking lot to talk it over, walked back in and took the leash.

Buddy took to the acre like it was his and he was sharing it with us. He was home from the very first day.

Buddy, Danté, Danny, Barney

The more dogs we fostered, the more he took it upon himself to make sure they knew how to act like “dignified and stately” greyhounds.

Danté went to one of the best homes ever, Danny became a garden hound and Barney went to a home for six years, but now he’s back. Buddy did a pretty good job fostering those hounds.

Back at the farm

Thanks to Buddy, we met the most wonderful people. We became friends with the kennel owners that raced Buddy. They loved him as much as we did and were always delighted when we took him to the farm for a visit.

Buddy was a wonderful ambassador for greyhound adoption. Who wouldn’t fall in love with such a sweet, sweet dog?

Buddy aged so gracefully. Just enough silver in his muzzle to give him that dignified look. He was totally toothless, but it never bothered him. He had a healthy appetite until the very end.

About six weeks ago, Buddy had a serious episode of laryngeal paralysis. We made an emergency run to the vet clinic; he couldn’t breath. I was scared and he was really scared. Our vet was so wonderful and she pulled him through. We knew when we brought him home that afternoon that this was something that he would have for the rest of his life.

He was just one week shy of turning 14 and we opted not to do the surgery. Instead, we would do our best to keep him calm and cool so that we didn’t exacerbate another attack. He did great for six weeks.

This morning he went out for his first potty break at 5:30 am. It was time for breakfast and he ran from the back acre to the back door ready for breakfast. He began struggling to breath. We had sedatives here and promptly gave them to him, but it didn’t help.

I loaded him in the car and raced to the emergency vet calling them on my way to tell them I was coming. When we brought him home after the first time, I promised him it would never happen three times.

Karen followed me over as soon as she got the other dogs in the house. We held him close to us as we told him how much we loved him and that he was the best boy ever.

Buddy aka Barry Bourbon • November 7, 1997 to December 12, 2011

Our hearts are shattered in a million pieces tonight as we miss our boy.

Udder budder boy, you will be forever our Buddy.

Oh woe is the assistant

Barney

This is the post where I humbly thank my assistant from the bottom of my heart. I have to, it’s bloody cold out there and we’ve got to get the calendar finished. Without Karen, well, they’d all be couch potato shots. Cute, but not beautiful.

Whenever we go away from the property, we have to keep the dogs on leash… they’re greyhounds and although they may love us if there is a squirrel or a rabbit or a blowing piece of paper we quickly become yesterdays news and they are off and running.

My day job involves Photoshop, so if I can take a leash out without it looking obvious, you will always know the dogs are off leash courtesy of Photoshop.

If it’s a great image of the dog and the leash is in a horrible place the poor abused assistant gets 50 lashes with a wet noodle.

Barney

The assistant has to be capable of multi-tasking, leash out of the way, dogs eyes pointed to the light source and for pete’s sake get out of the picture frame. Getting out of the frame is usually the least of my worries, I take no pity, I take no prisoners… it’s Photoshop to the rescue.

Timber

“Go long” I frequently bark out orders for Karen to get the wiggles out of da doggie. This just happened to be Timber’s first real outing with us, his leash manners were a tad bit challenging, but in the end he was doing fabulously.

Flocko

Karen finds herself if some really uncomfortable places. This was on the trail, a somewhat narrow trail. Karen had to move herself much farther into the bushes for this to work.

Buddy

And then there are the times when da doggie cooperates, Karen cooperates and I take one look at the scene and the background sucks. Sometimes I have a skinny second to change my position and make it better, sometimes we just have to go with what I get.

Crystal

Cold feet, cold hands, cold ears… they are all part of the assistant’s gig. For what ever reason, I stay warm behind the lens.

Moose

Of course, I also have the best seat in the house. I love the laughter, moments like these last a lifetime, but they make laugh first thing in the morning for a month.

A million thanks to my most wonderful assistant.

Time for the Saturday Pet Blog Hop.

Happy Saturday, and welcome to another installment of the Saturday Pet Blogger Hop! You’ve found the right place to connect with other pet lovers. Whether you are a seasoned blogger, one who loves reading pet blogs, or if you’re just thinking about starting your own blog – there is definitely something here for you. Acquaint yourself and enjoy – this is your resource, so use it as you see fit! Of course, you have to follow the rules, so let’s get to that. Get those links in and have fun.

Link up your pet blog name and URL using the Linky Tool below. You only need to add your link once to be seen on all the Saturday Pet Blogger Blog Hop Linky Tools for that week. Note that if your blog is not pet related your link will be removed. Also note that only one post per blog is acceptable, and links promoting giveaways that are unrelated to the pet blogger hop will be removed. This is a community building exercise and not a promotional vehicle – please treat it as such.
Grab the “Saturday Pet Blogger Blog Hop” button above and include it in your Saturday Blog hop post so that your readers will know what is going on. *Note – posting is optional. Feel free to just link and follow.
Follow your co-hosts listed in the first 3 slots of the Linky Tool.
Follow as many other blogs on the linky as you’d like.
Take a moment to comment on the blogs telling them you’re from the blog hop.
Follow back when you get a new follower through the Saturday Pet Blogger Hop.
Make friends and grow.

 

Best holiday ever

Thanksgiving day, 2011

I had a window on Thanksgiving day, a window with something other than clouds and rain and wind. We were out of bed in a flash to enjoy the sunrise.

Minnie

Minnie couldn’t believe her eyes, what on earth was that bright ball?

The turkey

I do have a bit of a confession. I was married for 22 years and I never once cooked a turkey. For the last 10 years, I’ve avoided the topic until this year when Karen decided she wanted to do a turkey for dinner. In my best enthusiastic voice, I reassured her that it was a grand idea.

Hind-sight being 20/20, it really was a great idea. Karen spent a great deal of time in the dreaded kitchen and the whole meal was fabulous.

Buddy

Buddy on the other hand, was really annoyed that he had been baby-gated out of the kitchen. Seriously, what was Karen thinking. Buddy is one of the official taste-testers.

Crystal, Talley, Buddy

Who wants the drumstick?

Crystal, Talley, Buddy

Clearly, Buddy thought that since he is the senior member of the pack he should have it. Plus, he’s the tallest of the three, a definite advantage.

The reality is, nobody got the drumstick, but they all got a little bit of turkey with their kibble for dinner.

Crystal and Barney

A fabulous meal that took all morning to prepare was gone in a flash and we couldn’t believe how much we ate.

Flocko

The best that we could do at that point was to waddle into the bedroom and settle down for a happy nappy.

Moose

Of course, no meal is complete without a little desert with our whip cream.

Timber

And did we have left-overs for breakfast you might ask?

Nope, we scrambled out of bed to meet Timber. A one-year old gorgeous, energetic and playful borzoi. I have a few other photos of him here.

Time for the Saturday Pet Blog Hop.

Happy Saturday, and welcome to another installment of the Saturday Pet Blogger Hop! You’ve found the right place to connect with other pet lovers. Whether you are a seasoned blogger, one who loves reading pet blogs, or if you’re just thinking about starting your own blog – there is definitely something here for you. Acquaint yourself and enjoy – this is your resource, so use it as you see fit! Of course, you have to follow the rules, so let’s get to that. Get those links in and have fun.

  • Link up your pet blog name and URL using the Linky Tool below. You only need to add your link once to be seen on all the Saturday Pet Blogger Blog Hop Linky Tools for that week. Note that if your blog is not pet related your link will be removed. Also note that only one post per blog is acceptable, and links promoting giveaways that are unrelated to the pet blogger hop will be removed. This is a community building exercise and not a promotional vehicle – please treat it as such.
  • Grab the “Saturday Pet Blogger Blog Hop” button above and include it in your Saturday Blog hop post so that your readers will know what is going on. *Note – posting is optional. Feel free to just link and follow.
  • Follow your co-hosts listed in the first 3 slots of the Linky Tool.
  • Follow as many other blogs on the linky as you’d like.
  • Take a moment to comment on the blogs telling them you’re from the blog hop.
  • Follow back when you get a new follower through the Saturday Pet Blogger Hop.
  • Make friends and grow.

14 and another milestone

Buddy

Another year, another birthday.

Let the celebrations begin! 14 candles on puréed steak. It’s tough being toothless.

And please, please don’t interrupt the 23.5 hours of napping.

Of course, for the right bribe…

Like a long car ride, easy walk on the beach or extra treats, Buddy becomes a four-year old.

Happy 14th  birthday Buddy.

 

A Buddy update

Buddy

This boy’s a trooper.

He was pretty sluggish all week-end, but when I went home yesterday at noon he was almost back to his old self.

Of course, now I am constantly on red-alert for fear we will have another episode. He’s eating well, constantly begging for treats and has his perky ears back.

I hope we never have to experience that again.

Oh da Budman

Buddy

We took a vacation day today. There is an sunrise image that I really want of Mt. Hood and that meant getting up at 2:30 am to do it.

We ran and fed the hounds. Normally we like to take a dog with us, but when we were up there on Saturday the sounds of hunters were much to close for my paranoid safety net.

We were home before the noon time run and everyone was fine and happy. Buddy went out in the first group just like always. He was fine going out, but when he came in he was clearly having a hard time breathing.

We jumped in the car and I called my vet on the way. They met me at the front door with a guerney. I have to put a plug in for my vet, Companion Pet Clinic. These guys rock and not only is the care they give our dogs is above and beyond, but they are so good to Karen and I. They treat us above and beyond as well.

Buddy had to be intubated and at that time they determined that he had laryngeal paralysis. Surgery to do a tie back is really the best option.

Buddy will be 14 years old next week. He’s my Buddy, probably the best dog ever. I love him so much. From the very beginning we have always promised our guys the best quality of life we could give them. I/we worry that surgery is not the best option for Buddy.

As I write this he is laying quietly by my feet. I guess we’ll take things one day at a time.

My nutty Buddy

Buddy

To everyone who stopped by the blog the other day and commented on how fabulous Buddy looked, Thank you. I would just like to confirm that yes indeed, my boy will be 14 on November 7.

Buddy, March 2004

When we adopted him in March 2004, he sported quite the little 5 o’clock shadow and he had all of his teeth. Today, he is toothless and well his shadow is more of a dusting of frost.

Good news though, his mama lived to be a very healthy 16. I’m hoping Cinnamon’s genes are strong because we have Buddy her son; the triplets-Jillian, Slinky and Skirvee her grandchildren; and Mickey and Cinderella her great grandchildren.