Every month, greyhound birthdays glitter the calender.
April has been a very sad month. Every birthday is being celebrated at the rainbow bridge without us.
Duncan was one of the those dogs, you know, a foster. A foster that celebrated his last five years with us because I failed fostering. He was a great dog. Beautiful and playful and oh so loving.
Today he would have celebrated his 12th birthday if the evil cancer had not taken him away from us last May.
Oh, Mr. Pasha. He was such a delight. His family moved to another state when he was 12.5 years old. He was pretty weak in the legs when they moved, but for the next 13 months he wandered around the acre, just sure that the girls were there for his benefit.
He was such a playboy.
His 15th birthday is April 26.
And then, there was Barbie. One afternoon we got a call from the local Humane Society. Her human had left her there to be euthanized. Crime, a bite. She was such a sweetheart. They called us because we volunteer with greyhound adoption.
She pranced all the way out to the car wagging her tail. She was 10 years old when she came to the gardens and she was immediately the boss.
Her 15th birthday was April 16. Cancer got the best of her too.
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