Your hound can be featured as a Loved Hound, too. Just bid in Greyhound Gang's on-line auction (during the first two weeks of every month) for your chance to be spotlighted. Once you've won, I'll call to get your story. You'll email me pictures, and the following month, this is where you and your hound will be. Loved Hound. Our wish - love for them all.
Who'd thunk it - a Greyhound Guard Dog. We tell everyone if you want a guard dog, the greyhound probably isn't for you. Yes, they are big. Yes, they have lots of teeth and usually greet you with an open mouth (hoping for treats). Yes, they can run after someone fast (but they want to play).
Garth is our Greyhound Guard Dog. We've had him for 5 months. He turned 11 years old 2 weeks ago.
He's had his share of hard luck - a broken hock on the track, a bounce early in his retired career in Florida, and a bounce last year after 6 years with his family and another break in the same hock under their care. During his last adoption situation, he developed severe separation anxiety from being locked in the basement while his peeps worked (children left for college, so no one to love on Garth anymore). Two weeks ago he was diagnosed with Osteo in his left rear femur - opposite the broken hock leg.
We knew his story and took on the challenge. His SA escalated with us initially. He nibbled several beds to pieces, destroyed an extra large crate, and pulled two crates with hounds in them across the carpet while enclosed in an x-pen. He was serious about being out in the house. With diligent work and temporary clomicalm, his SA has subsided, and he has run of the house. He's had a few accidents, but the peace he experiences now is well worth the little accidents on occasion.
He bonds very strongly to his peeps. That bonding has turned into protectiveness the last several weeks. Several weeks ago, Jon worked from home one day. Garth started a 'barking fit' while looking out the front door. The UPS man was delivering packages across the street to the neighbor. We knew he didn't like doorbells - maybe he could hear the neighbors. He continued to bark until the UPS man drove away.
The next night, the pizza man came bearing dinner. The problem was he arrived 20 minutes earlier than we were told, so he RANG the doorbell (we usually prepare 5 minutes before delivery time to avoid the doorbell issue). Garth ran down the stairs with his pack of 2 following and BARKED at the pizza man, even as I was paying him and taking the pizza. We try to make the pizza event a highlight to their day when it happens. Garth was not amused - his hackles were still up 10 minutes after the pizza man left, and he continued to prowl the window on the lookout for any other invaders.
Last week, I was home sick several days. The FedEx man brought a boat object for Jon - you guessed it, left the package, a note on the door, and RANG the doorbell. The excitement played out again.
He's such a loving hound - always stopping by for reassurance that we are still here. He doesn't follow us around the house as he used to. He's now content to lay in the crate, door open, and rest away from us and our other hounds, Drew and Handy. He's earned his wings with us, and is a 2nd class angel. He'll soon earn his first class wings when he runs to the bridge to wait for us to join him.