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  1. I haven't been on for a long time, but wanted to come back in to say that Fergus (the Galgo FKA Urko) crossed the Bridge April 6.  He'd been diagnosed with Dilated Cardiomyopathy (DCM) a year earlier, and beat his prognosis by almost a month.  In the end, his heart was just too big for him.  He's now puppy-piling with his brother Declan (Iruska Enzo) and discovering new friends with his other brother Rufus (JD King Red).

  2. Sorry, Dick. This just came as an insult to injury. The last time I updated a page on G-D was when we adopted Rufus in July 2015. We had to put him down today, and I find I can’t say he’s dead without becoming “a financial member” or having a third party do it because by not paying gelt I’m not trustworthy enough. I’m not trying to edit his pedigree, or otherwise deface the site.

     

    I’m upset, I’m hurting, and I should probably stop before I say something that will get me flagged. I appreciate your offer.

  3. I can't tell you how unhappy G-D's policy makes me. There has to be another way to control this than making people pay for the right to edit their dogs' pages. Today has been bad enough without this ... grasping bureaucractic twaddle.

  4. Ah, rats. I've been taking a break from GT, so didn't see this. Then I was on Facebook today and read your comment "Beatrix was".

     

    Run free, sweet girl. There are no galgueros or hardships across the bridge, just couches and food and friends to lounge and play and roo with you. Fergus gives a stub-wag of encouragement and farewell.

  5. On the bright side, yours weighs about 20lbs less than Crow :lol I've tried various treats, etc. with him, and to no avail. He'll act like he wants to get the treat, but then just stops. In his case, he *can* jump up - he gets up on our bed (about the same height, if not higher than my CRV) and he gets up on all the furniture. I cannot figure him out :lol

     

    Yup, Rufus is the same way. He'll get up on our bed no problem, but refuses to jump in either via the side door or hatch. Jumping out is no problem. Luckily, Fergus will jump up on anything, so it's just the one dog. Some just won't do it.

  6. TRUTH!

    Our Beatrix is sneaky. We had to put a baby lock on our kitchen trash can. :lol

    Second this. Fergus has eaten (among other things) a box of Irish oatmeal, a jar of peanut butter, and a container of sourdough starter, all of which were left on the counter. I now have my bread cool on top of the refrigerator :)

     

    Congratulations!

  7. First, welcome to Greytalk and greyhound life!

     

    Others will chime in, but it looks to me like your hound is still adjusting to a major change in her life. Her life before retirement was very structured, with exercise in a pen with other greys (or else on the track), and the same every day. Now, suddenly, she has to deal with a world full of dogs and other animals to which she's never been exposed, a living environment much different from what she's used to, and a major change in her routine. Depending on the group from which you adopted Trace, she may have come directly from the track, with no exposure to any of these things. Stairs (especially if they aren't carpeted) are strange and scary things. Going down them is especially scary!

     

    Offer her some structure, and take it slow. Give her a routine (eat at a specific time, go out at a specific time, etc.). As far as the stairs, we only have a 5-step stairs from the back room to the rest of the house, so we never had any major problems with our greys. Take them slowly, and offer Trace rewards for each bit of progress.

     

    It can take up to six months (or more) for Trace's full personality to blossom. We adopted our most recent grey Rufus in July, and he's still showing us new facets to his personality. Be patient, be supportive, and do as you did here -- ask when you're not sure. There's a whole world of greyhound/sighthound owners here who can offer you their experience, advice, and support.

  8. I wouldn't get all over the OP for not doing what you personally would do. The OP has told the friend what she should do, told her she would act as an advocate for the dog and contact the adoption group if needed, and suggested the friend may need to give up the dog. When she said she "had a life" and "would chat over the weekend", that post was on a Saturday, so cut some slack; maybe she contacted the friend the next day (still the weekend). She also has to be very careful. If she, or an adoption group other than with whom the friend had a contract, took the dog without the friend's written permission, they could be charged with theft.

     

    The friend has to agree to give up the dog. Then, and only then, can things proceed.

  9. You came when you were young, so full of life and fear.

    We thought there would be time.

    There's never enough time.

     

    You lunged at all non-greyhounds, and hid your fear with growls.

    We hoped you'd calm with time.

    There's never enough time.

     

    The years ran past, and you still did not like dogs.

    We thought, there's plenty of time.

    There's never enough time.

     

    You loved humans you met, you'd stand and lean for rubs.

    We thought there would be time.

    There's never enough time.

     

    We lost your sister Char, four years older than you.

    We thought we had more time.

    There's never enough time.

     

    You chose your galgo brother, we hoped you'd learn to play.

    We thought there would be time.

    There's never enough time.

     

    We loved to see you bond, and puppy-pile on our bed.

    We thought we'd years of time.

    There's never enough time.

    We watched as you grew old, your legs and back got stiff.

    We thought there was more time.

    There's never enough time.

     

    We took you to be healed, and learned the end was near.

    There was just no more time.

    There's never enough time.

     

    Now we give you our last gift, and soon you will run free.

    We thought there would be time.

    There's never enough time.

     

    The house will be so quiet, as the rest of us go on.

    Now all we have is time.

    There's never enough time.

     

    Goodbye, my Declan Branwell, my Doodles, Declan B.

    You have no need of time.

    For us, there's never enough time.

    Your pain is gone, and you can toss your stuffies forever, shovel-nose and cuddle, run with Charlotte and, of course, eat ham.

    There's never enough time.

     

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  10. :sad1 Unfortunately, there is no happy ending. Our original suspicion of congestive heart failure is correct. This morning the vet removed 2 liters of fluid from Declan's abdomen, pericardial sac, and pulmonary sac. We're bringing him home this afternoon, and will cuddle and spoil him outrageously until we can arrange a home vet visit.

     

    Thank you all for your advice and thoughts. I'll post after Declan has been reunited with his sister Charlotte. :cry1

  11. Declan slept through the night, and ate breakfast (0500), but then wouldn't settle. He'd lie down for 3-5 minutes, then get up and move to another bed or wander restlessly. We contacted the critical care vet, who was also concerned that it might signal more fluid buildup. He finally settled down in the early afternoon. Fortunately, there's been no coughing. We think he might have been adjusting back to his normal food from the Science Diet the hospital had him on, and reacting to the last of the sedatives leaving his system. We'll see how he does tonight, and keep our fingers crossed.

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