Yay!!! Debbie went to her forever home tonight! I already miss her a ton. Her new Mommy is wonderful and I know Debbie will make her very happy. It took a long time, but She finally got her couch. Congrats sweet Debbie, you'll always be in my heart. <3
Sweet Debbie has been with us for over 5 months. She is such an amazing greyhound; as I'm typing she is next to me, rolling into me, roaching and looking up for some lovin'. She is happy and spoiled here so until she finds her perfect forever home, we're delighted to foster her. Just today Debbie did something for the very first time. I was coming back in from poop duty and Debbie was waiting for me. I greeted her in my high sweet voice and she SMILED twice! I think she loves me :)
Things have gotten busy around here that is the reason for the lack of posts. We are watching our 5 year old niece, Hailee, three days a week. Debbie is so happy to have another pair of hands to pet and love on her. Hailee is amazing with dogs and is so gentle with Debbie. She tells me Debbie's her favorite (sorry weims). Hailee is a budding chef/baker and loves to make dog treats with me. We recently made Cheesy Blossoms (they remind me of peanut blossoms so I renamed them). They were a huge hit with the cheese fiend.
Debbie recently got a small boo-boo when her leg slipped off the front stoop coming inside. After a few days she still wouldn't leave it alone and instead of making her wear the hoomuliation pants again, I decided to try some liquid bandage and it seems to deter her from licking to allow it to heal.
Before I started fostering with NLGA, the idea of a loose/lost pet was never on my mind because both my weimaraners are trained to stay near or have good recall. But greyhounds are never to be trusted off leash. So with the addition of a greyhound foster, I have stepped up security.
I've always made sure the gate is closed. The type we have can only be opened from the inside. This has made me feel safe since most people are not tall enough or can't figure out how to open it. A few weeks ago a city worker came by to install a new water meter without any prior notice. I had let the dogs out from the basement and then heard the doorbell ring. At the same time, Debbie ran around the house to the front door(part of her zooming routine). I totally freaked out and raced to the top worried that the gate was left open by the city worker. Thankfully he had latched the gate closed, but this gave me a wake up call. I have now put in not one, but two carabiners into the gate latch to keep it closed for good:
With all the foster greyhounds I use an additional attachment connected to the collar and leash just in case the snap ever fails on a walk: I also make it a habit to check that the martingale collars are on tight enough and have no tears.
A greyhound should have ID on at all times in case they ever get loose. I've ordered a collar ID for the fosters through Dave Engraves because I don't like jingling tags, and martingales are only used for walks due to the risk of choking. I've put NLGA's number and my cell on there. I also ordered the same ones for the weims.
I hope this reminds you to check and double check everything because it only takes one mistake and your beloved pet or foster is lost, hurt or worse.
One of the best qualities of adopting an adult greyhound: greyt potty habits. All of my past fosters have been very easy. Debbie is no exception. She goes out every 4-6 hours during the day and holds it for 9 hours overnight. We usually exit out the walkout basement doors and Debbie always does a little potty dance where she'll head straight for the door then turn around and walk towards me, then back to the door again. Sometimes she'll disappear downstairs and when I go looking for her, she'll be waiting by the door asking to be let out. Debbie is one smart cookie! <3
Hello Fanz, Debbie back again. Foster mommy wanted me to tell you sorry for no posts lately. I'ves been in foster home for 18 weeks and a few days. Mom tells me time flies having me in da house because I yam so much fun.
I'm happy it is warming up again so we can go on our 30 min walks on the trails in the neighborhood. Foster mom is a baby and won't go if it is under 15 degrees. But I run hot and walking in the cold doesn't bother me.This is prolly because I raced in Rhode Island for many years instead of the warm south. In fact, mom stop making me use the annoying snood because I was getting too warm with it on. I love reading pee mail and leaving lots of them too. I only walk with Lucy because foster mom can't handle three big dogs( the weims like to pull her, not me I yam perfect). After we girlz are done she walks Leroy alone and I don't like that so I whine a bit and yam happy when they get back.
I loves to sunbathe. When the sun hit the couch and walls I stand by it and wonder how to get it on me. Foster mom laughs at me when I do this because I have not figured out how to climb up on the couch like the weims (and she doesn't show me hows because NLGA want hounds to stay off furniture). So I lay on the dog bed and wait for it to hit the floor. Then I get first dibs where I want to lay because I yam da queen.
Well I yam off for a fun walk, so bha-bye.
Foster mom: How can that be comfortable? Me: Eye use toy as a nice pillow, see I'm smart. Mom: Uh, you're gonna get a kink in that beautiful neck. Me: I am part giraffe so no worries.