Showing posts with label Kennel life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kennel life. Show all posts

Friday, 19 December 2008

Shawn's new girlfriend

Shawn has a new girlfriend. Pretty was rehomed several weeks ago, and now a new gal has moved into Shawn's kennel.

I don't think it's going to last. Kelly is an absolutely stunning blonde bombshell. She's confident and gorgeous, ditzy and sweet. She'll be rehomed within weeks.

Kelly is just really lovely and will temporarily fill one of my top girl spots. (I like walking Shawn with his partner anyhow). She - hopefully - will be such a great greyhound ambassador.

She's so happy to go and say hello to everyone. She was quite keen to give the mechanics in the garage that is close to the kennels a hand when I walked her. (Most dogs are a bit unsure or scared of the garage). As she left, all the mechanics had a massive grin on their faces - yes she'd worked her charms within a few seconds.

Wednesday, 1 October 2008

Shawn gets a girlfriend

Dogs at the local retired greyhound kennels are usually kennelled in boy and girl pairs. However the boys are often on their lonesome, because girls are often rehomed more quickly. This seems to be because people think that females will be easier to handle. Not always the case, but that's another story. (Let's just say if anyone asked me what type of greyhound to adopt I'd say - GET A BLACK BOY - the "pretty" dogs and the females seem to go first, so there are some super black boys waiting for homes.)

Anyhow Shawn is a gentle black and white boy who had been in kennels for a few weeks. I had taken quite a shine to him, and we were just about to go for our constitutional, when one of the kennel hands shouted: "Hang-on will you take out two?"

I agreed, and myself and Shawn were introduced to Pretty, a petite black and white girl who had arrived from Ireland the day before. After the prerequisite sniffing and doggy introductions I was asked to take them for a walk and "see how they get on together".

These two lovely dogs seemed to be made for one another. They were soon walking side by side, with Shawn towering above Pretty, because she is such a tiny little thing. Several Kodak moments later (one particularly sticks in the mind - with Shawn putting his head protectively over Pretty's back) we all get back to the kennels, with me able to happily report that they've got on very well - and that Shawn need no longer be lonely.