The following is written by Jett Greyhound, the Jett-setter
Friday – August 12 – was my “gotcha” day. I’m not sure what that means but my human Karyn seemed all excited about it when she picked me up at The Greyt Escape. I didn’t get any presents or special treats though. She kept saying happy happy “gotcha, gotcha, gotcha.”
I have been living in this crazy household for one year and it sure beats a crate at the dog track.
I can sleep all day and I get to eat really good food and treats.
My human loves on me and this house is my bed. I sleep on the dog beds, the human bed, the sofa, and the bed on the patio. It’s all mine but sometimes I share.
Not only do I get two-legged visitors but lots of four-legged visitors.
My favorite four-legged visitor is Donut. She is sweet. We love on each other and sometimes she lays on my dog bed while I’m on it too! I like Donut so much that sometimes she lays on the human bed with Karyn and there’s no space for me. That’s okay as I lay nearby. I am a gentleman.
Donut and her human and me and my human take long walks and hang out. Donut is sweet. Once she visited for four days without her human and life was just about perfect.
Another friend is Carter. He came last year before he got adopted and he was a cool dude. Then he got lost and my human was out of her mind looking for him. (She didn’t lose him.) Then he got found and came to visit with his human. It was good to see him. Then he just came again for 12 days to stay with us. We are good buddies. My human loves Carter very much. He loves to play with my toys and so I let him.
A few weeks ago this all white dude named Petey stayed here. He was just off the dog track and being neutered. He’s all white with some freckles. We love freckles. Petey was fun. My human fell in love with Petey or so she said. I heard he got adopted by a nice family and that makes me happy.
Then there is Saffron. Her human and my human are friends too. Saffron is a bit of an older woman but very kind. I went to visit her at her new house which is closer to mine so I’m sure we will become better pals.
One day I went to visit someone who had an older greyhound named Harmony (she flirted with me) and a small dog Mimzy who was the boss of us all. And on two separate occasions other dogs stayed a short while – Torque who marked everything and Daisy who growled at me.
So as you can see I am a popular boy dog and have friends too.
Life is good. I hope that every greyhound dog has the chance to live a wonderful life like me. And happy “gotcha” to you too.
(Photos courtesy of Loren Dawn, John Clark, and Karyn Zoldan, not in that order.)