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| Hope For Hounds Angels |
| By: Pat Tarditi in honour of Star and Freedom, 2 very special girls that were her inspiration. |
| Ivey |
I have had a hard time with this and Ivey. It finally dawned on me today, why. It's because I had so much more to learn
from her! Time was cut short--I wasted time and that I regret.
Ivey reminded me always to be sweet and loving: when you are, even when you do something bad like eating socks,
you will be forgiven
She taught me there is never enough cuddle time in the day and to always be ready for a hug and an ear scritch.
Miss you sweet mama dog. Burpdog
from her! Time was cut short--I wasted time and that I regret.
Ivey reminded me always to be sweet and loving: when you are, even when you do something bad like eating socks,
you will be forgiven
She taught me there is never enough cuddle time in the day and to always be ready for a hug and an ear scritch.
Miss you sweet mama dog. Burpdog
| Austin |
Austin taught me that ugly is a term and a label. Ugly can become beautiful in short time. When someone is what you
perceive to be ugly, you must look beyond the ugliness to see the soul and it's beauty, for almost no one is truly ugly. A
very powerful lesson this wonderful boy taught me. Amazing what love can do.
He taught me that cute can buy you out of a lot of being bad (he went through a lot of sheets) Cute makes people
laugh and warms their heart.
Loyalty is a treasure - and I will treasure his time with me forever.
Till we meet again little man Burpdog
perceive to be ugly, you must look beyond the ugliness to see the soul and it's beauty, for almost no one is truly ugly. A
very powerful lesson this wonderful boy taught me. Amazing what love can do.
He taught me that cute can buy you out of a lot of being bad (he went through a lot of sheets) Cute makes people
laugh and warms their heart.
Loyalty is a treasure - and I will treasure his time with me forever.
Till we meet again little man Burpdog
"Ricky bounced to our home only a year prior to being diagnosed with osteo. In that year he gave us more love than
we could repay in a lifetime. He was our constant companion and ever true. We fought with him as hard and as long
as we could until we lost the battle. He is our inspiration to help win the war against cancer. We remember him every
day and he's our reminder to take nothing for granted. We still
miss you every day, Ricky boy."
belloricky
we could repay in a lifetime. He was our constant companion and ever true. We fought with him as hard and as long
as we could until we lost the battle. He is our inspiration to help win the war against cancer. We remember him every
day and he's our reminder to take nothing for granted. We still
miss you every day, Ricky boy."
belloricky
| Ricky Bello Ricky January 1 1998 - December 27 2005 |
| Clover Dutch Meadow July 28, 1993 - July 15, 2005 Foxy's Play Group running buddy. We miss you sweet girl. |
Riley-Roo/Roo/Mr. Handsome left this earth today at
noon exactly Michigan time. He left with dignity and
love surrounding him.
He also left beating the OS. It was not the OS that
took him. He has blown a disc badly in his spine.
Look to the heavens tonight....the newest and
brightest star there is
Roo. He is telling you all not to give up hope and
don't quit fighting this fight!
With much sadness,
Dawn
| Slim FX Thin Ice September 1996 - September 9, 2006 |
Slim came to us in 2000 with a healing broken hock and soon
came to see our house as a blessed relief from kennel and
racing life. He was content to snooze in the sun, and plop his
head in our laps to ask for attention. He loved gentle petting
and the like. He was a very gentle soul, and so far our only one
who did not view chickens, cats, squirrels, or anything else as
something other than a fellow soul on this earth. When he was
seven he survived a scary bout with Thrombosis and had
always just been lucky medically….....until now. He died due to
Hemangiosarcoma on September 9, 2006.
Slim was a beautiful white that just got whiter with age, who in
youth had one tiny fawn spot above his left eye
came to see our house as a blessed relief from kennel and
racing life. He was content to snooze in the sun, and plop his
head in our laps to ask for attention. He loved gentle petting
and the like. He was a very gentle soul, and so far our only one
who did not view chickens, cats, squirrels, or anything else as
something other than a fellow soul on this earth. When he was
seven he survived a scary bout with Thrombosis and had
always just been lucky medically….....until now. He died due to
Hemangiosarcoma on September 9, 2006.
Slim was a beautiful white that just got whiter with age, who in
youth had one tiny fawn spot above his left eye
| Riley Roo Irish Go Paddy June 16, 1996 - August 11, 2006 |
Zinger
Brother to Dem Bones. He was
bounced at age 7. He came with
osteo in his shoulder.
I kept him. He was mine for 18
months. He had eyes for no one
but me. He was my heart dog.
packmom
Brother to Dem Bones. He was
bounced at age 7. He came with
osteo in his shoulder.
I kept him. He was mine for 18
months. He had eyes for no one
but me. He was my heart dog.
packmom
| DZ Boxseat Billy January 19, 1999- December 9, 2006 My canine soulmate, I'll always love you. dogdayzgrey |
| Jaded Thunder Feb. 14, 1997- May 10, 2006 Coming home will never be as sweet again, without my friend to greet me. dogdayzgrey |
Maddison
22nd May 2001 - 13th July 2005
We adopted Maddison as a 10 week old puppy and he was our very
first greyhound. He was the founder member of the Hideous Hounds
Club on Greytalk after a long puppyhood of mayhem and mischief!
His cancer (back left femur, hip and pelvis) was originally thought to
be osteosarcoma but it actually turned out to be fibrosarcoma.
The end result was always going to be the same, regardless of what
name it had.
Left for The Bridge far too soon at the age of four years and two
months.
Always remembered with a smile.
BevD
Maddison's Video
22nd May 2001 - 13th July 2005
We adopted Maddison as a 10 week old puppy and he was our very
first greyhound. He was the founder member of the Hideous Hounds
Club on Greytalk after a long puppyhood of mayhem and mischief!
His cancer (back left femur, hip and pelvis) was originally thought to
be osteosarcoma but it actually turned out to be fibrosarcoma.
The end result was always going to be the same, regardless of what
name it had.
Left for The Bridge far too soon at the age of four years and two
months.
Always remembered with a smile.
BevD
Maddison's Video
Ya know in all the years I've had greyhounds, I've lost them mostly to old age...except for Bool.
He had a tumor that had engulfed his kidney & had attached itself to the other organs..unfortunately the tumor ruptured.
That was February 28, 2003...
Bool came from Beckner Kennels at Southland, trained & loved by Allen Harrell.
Retired in September 2000. I adopted him December 18th 2000. He had so much personality...he would chatter & clack
his teeth when I came home from work & sometimes he clack them on my arms & make little bruises. The first week I had
him, he jumped in an ice covered lake & I had to jump in after him. My red brindle Pegasus helped me pull him out of the
lake & he had to get cosmetic surgery on his ear where Pegs grabbed him.
He wasn't much of a cuddler as far as napping with me, but he'd lean on me while I was outside or if I was standing at the
kitchen sink washing dishes or getting their food ready, he'd always let me know he was there. I miss him a lot!
Snowy8
He had a tumor that had engulfed his kidney & had attached itself to the other organs..unfortunately the tumor ruptured.
That was February 28, 2003...
Bool came from Beckner Kennels at Southland, trained & loved by Allen Harrell.
Retired in September 2000. I adopted him December 18th 2000. He had so much personality...he would chatter & clack
his teeth when I came home from work & sometimes he clack them on my arms & make little bruises. The first week I had
him, he jumped in an ice covered lake & I had to jump in after him. My red brindle Pegasus helped me pull him out of the
lake & he had to get cosmetic surgery on his ear where Pegs grabbed him.
He wasn't much of a cuddler as far as napping with me, but he'd lean on me while I was outside or if I was standing at the
kitchen sink washing dishes or getting their food ready, he'd always let me know he was there. I miss him a lot!
Snowy8
| Bool |
Kassidy is my 1st angel that I lost to cancer. She
fought the Osteo for 6 1/2 months and it was hard
to say goodbye and I still have a hard time now as I
think of her often and she was a fighter to the end.
She was MY GIRL even though my husband
wanted to adopt her because she won him over by
putting her head on his lap at the agency.
fought the Osteo for 6 1/2 months and it was hard
to say goodbye and I still have a hard time now as I
think of her often and she was a fighter to the end.
She was MY GIRL even though my husband
wanted to adopt her because she won him over by
putting her head on his lap at the agency.
She loved people and she loved Renaissance
Faires, fireworks as she looked into the sky and
watched them and also she loved lure coursing. I
miss her alot and I do anything to go to heaven
and bring her back along with our other girl Dove.
I miss them very much and love them to no end.
I had a lot of good times with Kassidy and always
enjoyed watching the speed demon run.
Good bye for now my angel until we meet again.
Faires, fireworks as she looked into the sky and
watched them and also she loved lure coursing. I
miss her alot and I do anything to go to heaven
and bring her back along with our other girl Dove.
I miss them very much and love them to no end.
I had a lot of good times with Kassidy and always
enjoyed watching the speed demon run.
Good bye for now my angel until we meet again.
She was born exactly on the 50th anniversary of pearl Harbor
event.
She was a bounce to no fault of hers and it took her a year to
realize that we were her forever home. We lost her to blood
cancer which was hard to deal with but seeing her health fail her
the night above we knew it was time to send her to the angels and
just watching her, I was more at peace sending her to the angels.
She was the sweetest girl and the biggest heart as she cared for
everyone she saw.
I love her even though we had her for a short time for basically 2
yrs. Most of her life she was racing and then a momma dog to a
litter of pups.
We miss her and love along with our other angel Kassidy.
I wish we had her longer in our home. Goodbye my angel until we
meet again.
event.
She was a bounce to no fault of hers and it took her a year to
realize that we were her forever home. We lost her to blood
cancer which was hard to deal with but seeing her health fail her
the night above we knew it was time to send her to the angels and
just watching her, I was more at peace sending her to the angels.
She was the sweetest girl and the biggest heart as she cared for
everyone she saw.
I love her even though we had her for a short time for basically 2
yrs. Most of her life she was racing and then a momma dog to a
litter of pups.
We miss her and love along with our other angel Kassidy.
I wish we had her longer in our home. Goodbye my angel until we
meet again.
He was my hero. He was a huge part of my heart. He touched everyone he met with one look into his soulful eyes.
His ears were soft as velvet. His nose was wet and cute. He had the curliest tail I'd ever seen. He had the biggest
heart of any soul I'll ever encounter. He was my Big G. Always and forever. We'll meet again someday and, until then,
I'll live with a broken heart.
MomoftheFuzzy
| Gino Wolfgang Hey Now Hardaway December 13, 1997 - April 25, 2006 |
This pic was taken 1 month before she went to the
bridge, she kept her smile til the end.
She was bounced several times before finding her
forver home with me, but forever wasn't long enough,
only 2 years.
I miss her everyday.
SkinnyLegDogLover
| Pal Clovis Chloe |
| Dave Dave S Sport March 8, 1998 - January 8, 2007 |
Dave, in some peoples eyes was just a
black greyhound, to me Dave was a
very special soul, a soul that taught me
so much (thanks Hilda for pointing that
out) more than just a greyhound Dave
was a friend, a family member and a
mentor.
Dave passed in true Dave fashion. A
proud boy surrounded by love, tears
and heartache.
GreysAndMoreGreys
black greyhound, to me Dave was a
very special soul, a soul that taught me
so much (thanks Hilda for pointing that
out) more than just a greyhound Dave
was a friend, a family member and a
mentor.
Dave passed in true Dave fashion. A
proud boy surrounded by love, tears
and heartache.
GreysAndMoreGreys
Van was my first greyhound and pet of my very own. He picked
me out. I went for a small black female. Van had other ideas. Van
loved everyone and everyone loved Van. He never meet a
stranger. After I first got him I would take him to MG. The
president of the group call me one night and said that I either had
to stop taking Van to MG or let someone else adopt him. People
would put on their application that they would like to greyhound
name Van that they meet at the MG.
Cully Ford
| Feverriver Connie 09/28/97 - 03/04/05 Cully Ford |
| Tigger Nitro Will 7/12/98 - 12/8/06 |
Alex
MorganKonaAlex
| Sky 3/30/96 - 4/1/07 |
Dr Bill Feeman DVM
THE DIVINE MS. SUGARBEAR - age 14.5 - Osteo
IThe Divine Ms. SugarBear [JD's Proud Bear]. Sugs came to me at 9-1/2 as a
bounce. She was my first senior and introduced me to the golden greys. She
was diagnosed with osteo in her right rear leg the Thursday before GIG
2003, she lost the battle on July 16, 2003. At 14.5 years old, I would not put
her through anything more than pain management. I miss my lady so much,
and can not write like this without tears still. This picture was taken at her
12th birthday party.
PhillyPups
IThe Divine Ms. SugarBear [JD's Proud Bear]. Sugs came to me at 9-1/2 as a
bounce. She was my first senior and introduced me to the golden greys. She
was diagnosed with osteo in her right rear leg the Thursday before GIG
2003, she lost the battle on July 16, 2003. At 14.5 years old, I would not put
her through anything more than pain management. I miss my lady so much,
and can not write like this without tears still. This picture was taken at her
12th birthday party.
PhillyPups
SHIMMER - age 8 - osteo
My son's first greyhound, Shimmer, [GR's Shimmer] she introduced me to
the breed. She lost the battle to osteo at 8 years young. Way too young. My
son put it so significantly, "it is amazing mom, how she can look so perfect
on the outside while this disease is eating her alive". She was his first grey. I
know she lives on in his heart. He is not a member of GT community. This is
the first time I have ever posted her picture. She was so sweet.
PhillyPups
My son's first greyhound, Shimmer, [GR's Shimmer] she introduced me to
the breed. She lost the battle to osteo at 8 years young. Way too young. My
son put it so significantly, "it is amazing mom, how she can look so perfect
on the outside while this disease is eating her alive". She was his first grey. I
know she lives on in his heart. He is not a member of GT community. This is
the first time I have ever posted her picture. She was so sweet.
PhillyPups
Our first greyhound, adopted at age 18 months. Hell on
wheels. Stubborn and crazy all her life. The love of her
Momma Gwynn's life. We found the bump around June 10,
2006. After much bad veterinary advice and useless
antibiotics, the Soft Tissue Sarcoma was diagnosed July 14
and we let her go August 23. Too quick and too young. Life
just isn't the same without Wave (& Willie). I think what makes
us the angriest, was that it didn't have to kill her. That bump in
just about any other location could have been removed, but it
wasn't meant to be.
We lost Willie (age 8) 16 days later. I have a feeling it may
have been cancer, but we'll never know. Opal (age 14) died
last year. She went downhill quickly (we had her only 5
months) and had some strange nasal discharge. The vet
figured there was a tumor in her nasal cavity (passage?), but
she was in no shape at that point to put her through anything
to even find out. The right thing for Opal was to let her go.
IndigoJen
Wave, age 7, Soft Tissue Sarcoma
This is our Oreo, our first precious greyhound. We adopted him because we
couldn't resist how much he needed us - big sweet nervous boy. He never
raced and was not registered. He helped his mom (a brood mom) raise puppies.
When she was turned over to an adoption group he was too. Then she was
found to have osteo and soon was helped across the bridge. He did not handle
being without her well and when we adopted him, he was a big shaking
sweetheart. About 4 years later, at the age of 7 1/2, he broke his leg - no signs,
no limp, nothing - it was osteo and we helped him to the bridge. He was a
precious boy and we miss his sweet, sensitive, needy face! It's been almost a
year now. We think about him every day.
CookieLover
couldn't resist how much he needed us - big sweet nervous boy. He never
raced and was not registered. He helped his mom (a brood mom) raise puppies.
When she was turned over to an adoption group he was too. Then she was
found to have osteo and soon was helped across the bridge. He did not handle
being without her well and when we adopted him, he was a big shaking
sweetheart. About 4 years later, at the age of 7 1/2, he broke his leg - no signs,
no limp, nothing - it was osteo and we helped him to the bridge. He was a
precious boy and we miss his sweet, sensitive, needy face! It's been almost a
year now. We think about him every day.
CookieLover
Oreo
This is our beloved Bugsy. We got him when he was 12 weeks old and
he lost his fight with Lymphoblastic Leukemia when he was only 10
months old! We miss our little Bug every day. We tried all the medical
and holistic treatments we could find. He is playing at the Bridge with
all the other grey angels. Run free my sweet boy!
he lost his fight with Lymphoblastic Leukemia when he was only 10
months old! We miss our little Bug every day. We tried all the medical
and holistic treatments we could find. He is playing at the Bridge with
all the other grey angels. Run free my sweet boy!
Bugsy
Dylan was known as "The Shy One" and when I first saw her in the
kennel she was shaking and quivering with fear. I sat on the floor in
front of the cage and spoke to her quietly - when she crept forward
and let me touch her it was such a gift. To win this girl's trust and
see her blossom in our home gave us incredible happiness. She
loved to "dance" in place, race around our yard, walk on the beach,
snuggle on the couch and play with her toys. We only had her for
4-1/2 years but she was so dear to us. A tiny little girl with the
biggest heart!
Our elegant, regal Lucy - we called her our "golden greyhound".
She had the ability to smile and would enter the room or vet's office
and give them a big grin. It was love at first sight when I saw her and
she fit in as if she had always been with us. Lucy loved to spin in
circles, roo when excited, air-snap to remind us it was time to go, and
had this wonderful personality. When she would come back inside
she would run up to me as if to say "I'm back - look I'm here". Her
death was a hard one for us. She became ill on a Monday and was
gone by Friday. We had her with us for only a little over 4 years
when she passed away.
I still miss them both terribly and think of them often. I will always
wish we had more time with them. But they added so much to our
lives that I will always be grateful for the years we were blessed with
their presence.
Fiona3
Ms. Dylan - racing name "Changing
Times"
Lost to a Mast Cell Cancer - April 7, 2001
Just shy of her 9th birthday
Times"
Lost to a Mast Cell Cancer - April 7, 2001
Just shy of her 9th birthday
Lucy - racing name "Sahara Lucille"
Lost to Intestinal Cancer - February
21, 2003
Also just shy of her 9th birthday
Lost to Intestinal Cancer - February
21, 2003
Also just shy of her 9th birthday
Chloe was a foster that never left. Our adoption group took her in when a kindly neighbor of her original adopters
overhead their plan to take her to a kill shelter because they were divorcing. Her litter registration number wasn't
readable, but she was 8 years old the day she walked into my life.
I took this picture for the purpose of posting it on our adoption website. To say I fell hard for this little girl with the big
doe eyes is an understatement. She was such a character and so very loving!
She showed no sign of illness until 5:00am on 9/14/03. Ultrasound revealed tumors in her spleen and heart. She was
beginning to bleed internally by the time I got her to the emergency vet. The diagnosis was hemangiosarcoma.
Right off the top of my head I can think of a hundred unique, endearing things about her. Our time together was
short, but our bond was deep. Hardly a day passes that I don't think about her, her special Chloe-ness, and miss her.
Galgrey
Chloe
May 1992 -- September 15, 2003
May 1992 -- September 15, 2003
Bambi (Barian's Bochino) - age 11.10 - lung cancer;
tumor surrounding heart
In two days, she'll have been gone five years. The picture
at the Database (link on her name below) was taken when
she was 11.2.
tumor surrounding heart
In two days, she'll have been gone five years. The picture
at the Database (link on her name below) was taken when
she was 11.2.
Cinder - 9.5 - osteo
Skye is the dog that started it all. She is my heart and
soul and not a day goes by that I don't remember the
love she gave to me daily, even when I didn't deserve it.
I cherish the 4 years we had together and wished we
had 40 more. Mommy misses you angel. Play nice at
the bridge
Skye - Racing Name: Angel in the Skies
Lost Battle to: Osteo August 2005 Age: 6
MySkye
soul and not a day goes by that I don't remember the
love she gave to me daily, even when I didn't deserve it.
I cherish the 4 years we had together and wished we
had 40 more. Mommy misses you angel. Play nice at
the bridge
Skye - Racing Name: Angel in the Skies
Lost Battle to: Osteo August 2005 Age: 6
MySkye
Chance was my first greyhound. What a wonderful boy. I remember getting that
phone call, "Hi my name is Michele and I'm your boy's foster Mom."
Chance was diagnosed with bone cancer in Feb. 2000. We thought it was an
old racing injury....then I received that dreadful phone call from my
vet..."Linda...we have some bad news. Chance's x-rays came back and it's
screaming cancer". I thought, oh God...please no this can't be happening. He's
too young. He's not supposed to leave me yet. I felt like my whole world was
caving in. Chance was 4. Much too young to be taken away....he died in June
of 2000. Just 6 days after his 5th birthday.
This picture was taken by his foster Mom....such a beautiful stealth boy. My
gorgeous angel....always in my heart
Jettcricket
phone call, "Hi my name is Michele and I'm your boy's foster Mom."
Chance was diagnosed with bone cancer in Feb. 2000. We thought it was an
old racing injury....then I received that dreadful phone call from my
vet..."Linda...we have some bad news. Chance's x-rays came back and it's
screaming cancer". I thought, oh God...please no this can't be happening. He's
too young. He's not supposed to leave me yet. I felt like my whole world was
caving in. Chance was 4. Much too young to be taken away....he died in June
of 2000. Just 6 days after his 5th birthday.
This picture was taken by his foster Mom....such a beautiful stealth boy. My
gorgeous angel....always in my heart
Jettcricket
Chance - June 2000 Osteo
Vinnie (I believe in Racin) - died from
Osteo on 6/9/05
He was Jazz's littermate. Sweet goofy boy.
Miss him so much
Greysonly
Osteo on 6/9/05
He was Jazz's littermate. Sweet goofy boy.
Miss him so much
Greysonly
Casey, our first greyhound....we adopted Casey, who was a red
brindle, when he was four. We lost him when he was eight to stomach
cancer. I do not have Casey's NGA name, he was a green ear dog,
his tattoos were tattooed over to make them unreadable, and him
untraceable. I do not have any digital pictures of Casey, only paper
pictures. Casey was the perfect greyhound from day one, actually
from minute one. From the time he walked in the door he was like he
had always been there. Casey was DH's heart hound. We used to
take Casey to a nursing home to visit, he was wonderful with the
people there. I will never forget this man on the Alzheimer side of the
home, he sat like he was catatonic all of the time with his eyes
closed. One day I took Casey over to him and put the leash in the
man's hand and Casey put his head on the man's leg. This man
started rubbing Casey's head and rubbing it, and after a few minutes
there was a tear that came down his cheek. He never opened his
eyes, but somewhere in him something connected at that moment.
Charlie, our fourth greyhound....we adopted Charlie (Charlie Cole),
who was a blue brindle when he was four. I only have paper pictures
of Charlie. We lost him to osteosarcoma when he was six. Charlie
was a true velcro dog and an 85 pound lap dog too. We would be
watching movies and Charlie would get up on the sofa and get
himself as much on my lap as he could. Charlie was also very good
at the nursing home. We lost Charlie six months after we lost Casey,
both in 1998.
Maggie, our third greyhound....we adopted Maggie (Kiowa Cacho), a
red fawn when she was four. We lost Maggie after a diagnosis of liver
cancer when she was eleven and a half, although she actually had a
stroke, so the cancer did not take her. Maggie was a grinner and a
dancer and a talker, the happiest red head you would ever see.
Every evening Maggie and I would talk back and fourth and she
would just smile and talk. Maggie was a world class roacher and liked
to sleep with her front paw wrapped around her head. We lost
Maggie 12/11/02.
Molly, our second greyhound....we adopted Molly (Inky Flake), a
beautiful black spooky girl, when she was three, she was/is my heart
hound. We lost Molly when she was almost thirteen. Molly had a
nerve sheath tumor on her right rear leg which had been removed
twice. Molly was suddenly stricken with extreme pain in her back and
leg on valentines day 2005, we held her close and let her go to be
with Casey, Charlie, and Maggie the next day, 02/15/05. Molly was a
spook when we adopted her and it was a long road to confidence for
her. She taught me so much about shy/spooky greyhounds. She was
my beautiful princess, my baby girl.
Greytlady94
brindle, when he was four. We lost him when he was eight to stomach
cancer. I do not have Casey's NGA name, he was a green ear dog,
his tattoos were tattooed over to make them unreadable, and him
untraceable. I do not have any digital pictures of Casey, only paper
pictures. Casey was the perfect greyhound from day one, actually
from minute one. From the time he walked in the door he was like he
had always been there. Casey was DH's heart hound. We used to
take Casey to a nursing home to visit, he was wonderful with the
people there. I will never forget this man on the Alzheimer side of the
home, he sat like he was catatonic all of the time with his eyes
closed. One day I took Casey over to him and put the leash in the
man's hand and Casey put his head on the man's leg. This man
started rubbing Casey's head and rubbing it, and after a few minutes
there was a tear that came down his cheek. He never opened his
eyes, but somewhere in him something connected at that moment.
Charlie, our fourth greyhound....we adopted Charlie (Charlie Cole),
who was a blue brindle when he was four. I only have paper pictures
of Charlie. We lost him to osteosarcoma when he was six. Charlie
was a true velcro dog and an 85 pound lap dog too. We would be
watching movies and Charlie would get up on the sofa and get
himself as much on my lap as he could. Charlie was also very good
at the nursing home. We lost Charlie six months after we lost Casey,
both in 1998.
Maggie, our third greyhound....we adopted Maggie (Kiowa Cacho), a
red fawn when she was four. We lost Maggie after a diagnosis of liver
cancer when she was eleven and a half, although she actually had a
stroke, so the cancer did not take her. Maggie was a grinner and a
dancer and a talker, the happiest red head you would ever see.
Every evening Maggie and I would talk back and fourth and she
would just smile and talk. Maggie was a world class roacher and liked
to sleep with her front paw wrapped around her head. We lost
Maggie 12/11/02.
Molly, our second greyhound....we adopted Molly (Inky Flake), a
beautiful black spooky girl, when she was three, she was/is my heart
hound. We lost Molly when she was almost thirteen. Molly had a
nerve sheath tumor on her right rear leg which had been removed
twice. Molly was suddenly stricken with extreme pain in her back and
leg on valentines day 2005, we held her close and let her go to be
with Casey, Charlie, and Maggie the next day, 02/15/05. Molly was a
spook when we adopted her and it was a long road to confidence for
her. She taught me so much about shy/spooky greyhounds. She was
my beautiful princess, my baby girl.
Greytlady94
| Maggie - Kiowa Cacho Liver cancer 12/11/02 |
| Molly - Inky Flake Nerve Sheath Tumor |
| E's Van 10/01/94 - 9/12/03 |
Kassidy - TV Carmen
Oct 3, 1992 - Nov 2, 2001
Oct 3, 1992 - Nov 2, 2001
| Maricopa Dove Dec 7, 1991 - Jan 25, 2003 |
Connie was my heart dog. We lost her about a 1 1/2 years after
Van. I got Connie when she was 18 mo old. She would not get in
the starting box. The group knew I wanted a small black female.
They call me and asked if I could foster for just a couple of week.
Connie was happiest when she was with me.
Van. I got Connie when she was 18 mo old. She would not get in
the starting box. The group knew I wanted a small black female.
They call me and asked if I could foster for just a couple of week.
Connie was happiest when she was with me.
Your smile, and pure joy for life and your absolute favorite in
life.... a ray of sun so you could fall asleep.
I miss you so very much. I love you, my Handsome Prince...
GIJenn51
life.... a ray of sun so you could fall asleep.
I miss you so very much. I love you, my Handsome Prince...
GIJenn51
Cinder, an unplanned addition. She was perfect in everyway. A total
princess who never met a pea she didn't like. My doe eyed
velveteen rabbit.
GIJenn51
Our first (and so far, only...but not for long!) grey, T-Bone was
an unbelievable companion and truly my heart dog. Teebs was a
bounce-back due to a divorce. He came to live with us on Aug
13th, 2005 and, sadly, we only got to spend a year and a half
with him. He started limping the week of Dec. 19 and as you can
see, went to the bridge a week ago. I miss him soooo much and
although I remember all the wonderful times we had with him, I
just want to give him one more hug and feel his soft little ears
one more time. It seems so surreal. I couldn't have asked for a
better introduction to the greyhound world and I know that
T-Bone will lead us, in time, to another grey that needs a loving
home. I can think of no better way to honour him than to give
another grey a forever home
Babycakes_74
an unbelievable companion and truly my heart dog. Teebs was a
bounce-back due to a divorce. He came to live with us on Aug
13th, 2005 and, sadly, we only got to spend a year and a half
with him. He started limping the week of Dec. 19 and as you can
see, went to the bridge a week ago. I miss him soooo much and
although I remember all the wonderful times we had with him, I
just want to give him one more hug and feel his soft little ears
one more time. It seems so surreal. I couldn't have asked for a
better introduction to the greyhound world and I know that
T-Bone will lead us, in time, to another grey that needs a loving
home. I can think of no better way to honour him than to give
another grey a forever home
Babycakes_74
| T-Bone (Racing name My T-Bone) Oct. 13th 2000 - Jan. 15th 2007 Osteosarcoma |
| Allie in June 06 to Pancreatic cancer at age 7 |
| Detroit (Pat C Detroit) to Osteo in '05 at age 13 |
My first greyhound Bullet (OJ Ironhorse)
Osteosarcoma in his pelvis.
07-07-1994 to 04-11-2003
Adopted April 11, 1997 from Greyhound Friends of
NC, crossed Rainbow Bridge April 11, 2003.
I still miss my sweet boy, he was such a good
companion.
Crewsome
| Crewsome |
| Bullet (OJ Ironhorse) 07-07-1994 to 04-11-2003 |
Our beloved Tai ..Osteo, age 11, 4 months
Chiga1950
Chiga1950
Tai
Joe was my first dog. We got him from St. Croix Meadows in 1993. My
older son (now 14) was 11 months old. He was a tiny boy at only about
60 lbs. Joe was diagnosed with lymphoma in July 2001 and died six
weeks later. It was because of Joe that I fell in love with the breed.
Forevermybabies
older son (now 14) was 11 months old. He was a tiny boy at only about
60 lbs. Joe was diagnosed with lymphoma in July 2001 and died six
weeks later. It was because of Joe that I fell in love with the breed.
Forevermybabies
Joe