I was scrolling through photos and came upon a couple I must have scanned at some time. This is 1990 or '91. Chloe, on the right, was a Dalmation/Lab cross and Jessie, on the left, was a retired racing Greyhound. Chloe was a ball of fire!
Nellie, also a racer, wrestling with Chloe while Jessie leaves the scene. I've had three greyhounds. The third was a puppy. I don't know her story, only that she wasn't from a racetrack breeder. Probably a show breeder who didn't think she was show quality. I got her from someone who couldn't handle the energy of a Greyhound puppy. I got Chloe the same way, our neighbor had her and she was too much for them. She was a lot of doggo.
It is strange to be without dogs. Since I was born they have been a part of my life, until July of 2023, when Keetah had a heart attack. Mark really misses them but I just don't have it in me to train a dog to living here. It was easier when I had a pack because the other dogs helped me with the newcomer. At one time I had seven large dogs. I didn't limit my overdoing to horses and cats. Really, I just gave the unwanted a home. Like the cats. So, cats have to fill the hole.
It has been miserably hot and humid. Minnesota has turned into the tropics. I had to turn on the ancient AC unit and once again it didn't let me down. Cooler, but still hot and very humid today. I'll take winter any day over this.
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Hi Sandra, I am with you on taking winter over this heat. Lovely post, the dogs 🐕 are beautiful. Animals are wonderful company ❤️ and great therapy as well. Thank you so much for sharing your memories.
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