Hello to anyone reading this blog! How on earth did you find it???
We never intended to have so many dogs, but you know how it goes! You start with one, then get it a friend and before you know it, your home is full of beautfiul dogs!!
Our first dog to arrive was Roxy. She was only 8 months old and we were her fourth home! She was a little nervous at first, but soon settled. Roxy is a white and tan Parson Russell Terrier. After a couple of months, we thought she would like a friend!
We found Tilly (then called Tiny for obvious reasons) on the internet and travelled to Hull (and beyond) one night to meet her. Till (JRT) is a little bundle of fun, always wagging her tail and running about. Roxy used to give her a side ways glance, as if to say 'She's STILL here'!! They are the best of friends though!
A few months later, just before Christmas, my brother phoned. Would we look after his 'aged' Westie as they were planning to semi retire abroad! Along came Mac, aged 9 at the time - he's nearly 14 now and still going strong!
Springtime arrived and friends happened to mention a litter of Jacks their relative had bred. Off we went to Market Drayton and fell in love with a black white and tan little boy! Hendrix had arrived! Little did we know what fun and games we were to have with this little lad. He is actually a Parson, just like Roxy, the long legs being at the root of the problems!!!
So, by now, we have a house full of terriers. More than enough for most people! But... I had always loved greyhounds and whilst browsing the internet, fell in love with a beautiful hound called Stag!
Stag came with problems, maily food agression but one or two other 'issues' too (due to being cast out on the streets). We swiftly dealt with the food problem and soon had him eating out of our hands! From day one, Stag seems to have seen himself as a terrier, runs with them, plays with them and barks with them! He is my constant shadow and always makes me smile!
Being the only greyhound in the household, I felt he needed someone his own size. We visited RGT Worksop and met Bob, what a gentleman! Gorgeous big brindle lad, who settled in straight away. He had no time for running and barking, he took his retirement VERY seriously!
By February of the following year, Becky and Lucy had joined our family! They are as different as chalk and cheese! Becky was (and still is to some degree) very nervous and jumpy. She had had a bad time and needed to learn to trust humans again. Lucy however, walked in and made herself at home straight away! She just settled from day one and had never put a foot wrong (well apart from digging in the garden!) Lucy is quite a character, loves snuggling and 'roaching' on her back!
Finally, after a day out at Lincoln Show, we all fell in love with Merlin! He is our senior hound, coming to us at nearly 10, he is now nearly 13! Merlin is a bit unique in that he can't bark, he 'huffs' instead! He is a gentle black boy with so much love to give!
Sadly, in April 2010, we lost our precious Bob after a short illness. Gone but never forgotten.
There we go! That's us in a nutshell! I find the greyhounds so easy going, they do make great pets. If you are ever looking for a new family member, please consider a retired greyhound!!!
Lisa x
