Wordless Wednesday

Happy Easter

I was going to try to create a witty blog entry about how Ricky discovered himself in the big bedroom mirror this morning and had a bit of a standoff with himself.. but alas, I'm not feeling very witty today.
Instead I'm just going to post a few pics of Kassa and Ricky having fun in the field that I have not cut in a few weeks.  It was really long at the back of the property because I scuttled my lawn mower blade last time I was out and didn't get a chance to finish up. Even though I was horrified at how long the grass was, Ricky and Kassa certainly seemed to enjoy it.

Dog's Day

We only have two carpeted rooms in our house, and one of them is our master bedroom. That of course is the room where the two humans and two dogs all hunker down every night. On those weekend mornings where we sleep in to a whopping 7:00 Kassa and Ricky are up and ready for action. I have enjoyed watching the two boys grow closer together. Although space is somewhat limited, the boys take full advantage of the carpeted surface by alternating throwing their 70+lb bodies as fast as they can in chase of bouncing kongs. One hunts while the other watches with interest or tries to use his cold nose to prompt his food source out of bed.

While the boys were totally enjoying taking advantage of some carpet traction, I was lying it bed dreading the fact that I had taken advantage of the fact that I had 3 extra days to complete my taxes this year. Of course those three days were up and I had to head down stairs soon and start the laborious task.   Ricky and his cold nose finally got me past my dread and the boys prodded me down the stairs to deliver a meal and some relief.  Once their necessities had been dealt with I went on to gather up all the necessary papers and purchase the tax software.
 Now I must say, compared to the past, tax software makes the whole process pretty simple.  It imports the previous years returns and leads you through all your form entry in a timely fashion.  In fact it is not really the process that I dread so much, rather it is the answer the process generates.  This year was no less painful than previous ones.  The software likes to give you a heart attack by displaying the amount owed as you go and of course the deductions and credits come late in the process.  As I massaged the software two o'clock rolled around.  Rain, sleet or hail, this day of all days was going to involve some grey play.  We hopped in the cars and zipped the dogs over to the nearby football field.  Kassa and Ricky brought the total to nine dogs.  They had a fantastic time.  There was a good sized mud puddle and most of the dogs took turns getting the spa treatment.  Ricky had fun chasing anything that would move including the humans.  The dogs all played well together thundering up and down the field.  They also got on well with Maggie, the honorary greyhound of the day.
Our play time ended and we rounded up Kassa, who somehow remained impeccably clean, and Ricky who some how managed to completely coat his legs and rear in a thick layer of mud.  Once home Ricky went into the bath and I went on two finish up my tax submission.  Although nothing changed, somehow it was a lot less painful.
PS:  I know I owe people a stylish blogger award post.  I'll get there.  I haven't forgotten. :)

Army Strong

I've decided to do a guest post every once in a while about the dogs GPAN currently has in their foster system.  Our little grey play group often has a foster dog somewhere in the mix.  Playing with us last weekend was Army Strong!

First of all Army Strong is just an awesome name.  Secondly, have a look at his markings.  Is this guy a little tiger or what?!

Army is going to make the right family very very happy.  He is pretty independent so he wouldn't need another greyhound in the mix.  He is a ball chaser, and so I'm sure he could be taught to fetch.

Even though Army is independent, he did fine with the other greyhounds.  For those not familiar with my blog and are wondering about the muzzles, we always muzzle them when they run in large groups.  This isn't a particular reflection on Army.

Army is done racing professionally, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have any moves left.  This boy can really boogie when he wants to.  From what I can see, he has raced 105 times and has been located at 2 different tracks.  This boy has paid his dues.

These picture are of Army on the move, but lets not forget that greyhounds are indoor dogs and as such are general lay around couch potatoes.  They don't need any more exercise than other breeds of dogs.

So there it is.  Thats my pitch for Army Strong.  He reminds me of Kassa in many many ways.  I know he will make someone as happy as Kassa and Ricky have made me.  He also has his very own blog so you can follow his progress.  http://gpanarmystrong.blogspot.com/

I now dub the a Grey Player

Ricky is now officially ours.  My wife and I signed the adoption papers Saturday and Ricky got to see is blood sister Pickle at the meet and greet.

Sunday we all got to do some greyplay.  We had 13 dogs out for fun in the field.  Ricky fit right in.  Because Ricky is so new off the track and because we had both fosters and new dogs in attendance, we keep almost everyone muzzled. We don't always do that but 13 dogs running 30-40 mph in a large field is a lot to keep track of.  They all did great though and Ricky fit right in.

Evidently Ricky is a puddle puppy.  He found and enjoyed the coveted puddle not realizing the consequences of this bath was another when he returned home.

Kassa has taken all of this in stride.  I wasn't throwing balls so he didn't chase them down like the little ball machine he is.  He ran about the same as the others and enjoyed sunning himself in the long grass.

Ricky is a pretty social guy.  He is a little cautious still but loved having all the hounds around.

Here is a shot of a foster dog named Army Strong.  He is a fun quick boy and a ball chaser.  I hope he can play fetch in his own forever home some day soon!

It was a fantastic day.  The pups had a great time and so did the their peeps.  Our group has come a long way since Kassa and I happened to run into 2 other hounds at a baseball diamond a year and a half ago.