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We tried the warm compresses on Jams but that did not work, have not tried that with Penske or Hershey yet. Will try some of the other ideas though. I have to try and remember the patch that they showed on The Doctors

Here is my dh with our pre adopted boy that never knew his forever home 4-4-04 to date of death unknown Jams David Burns taken in 2007 Even tho we live in Pittsburgh I would love to come but are unable due to Dave's problems with cancer and a bleed that is awaiting surgery. My heart will be with all of you as I have listed my Angels here Here is my dh with our pre adopted boy that never knew his forever home 4-4-04 to date of death unknown

Three of my hounds have black head on their under parts near the chest area. I guess it is from laying in the dirt. Does anyone else have this problem? What have you done to get rid of them? I was told by the vet to use clearasil but I am very leary about doing this as they can lick the area where the black heads are. I know I saw on The Doctors some kind of patch you can apply and then remove which will pull black heads out but can't remember the name of it.

Softee's half brother who became an Angel due to Cancer 2008

Jams David Burns aka Dart (my preadopted boy who never made it home) 04-04-2004 --date he became an angel unknown

October 5, 1997 ot April 13, 2006 Osteosarcoma Phawn aka Groovymania OOOPS on Post 24 I forgot to put Her Majesty Queen Softee aka Softshoesureshot - neurological disease Post 25 Shadow aka Shadow Do - Fibrosarcoma

12/26/92 to 10/28/05

8/2/92 to 4/13/09 Have to get pics of my other two babies

Softee's profile that was in our newsletter when she was about 14 and she was the last of the senior seniors Very Senior Seniors #4 SOFTEE Adopted when she was 5 years old by Beryl Power and David Burns, Softee (Softshoesureshot), born August 2, 1993, retired after a long racing career. She has always lived with a pack of greyhounds, now six of them, including her own nephew. In her long 14 years, she is the most well-traveled very senior senior---yearly trips to Dewey and visits to Florida, New Jersey, and Ohio. In addition to doing meet n’ greets, she has also been a popular therapy dog at a local senior day care center where she loved the attention and was photographed frequently; she and her grey sisters were even featured at the Center in a local newspaper! Though she has slowed down and no longer flies upstairs, her appetite keeps her busy focused on the kitchen. She will escort her parents into the kitchen with squeals, cries and shaking in anticipation of food and then patiently watches them eat. Of course she wins out with rewards of various handouts from the table. Throughout Softee’s years she has made many friends, furred and human, who will remember her as the “big old softee” and lovable hound that she is.

I love the Xan picture also and it is my favorite picture of her. Xan when she digitized it caught the younger Softee and how she really was while here with us. I miss her so much. I am looking for that other bowl to fill, to wash, looking for her under the cutting table where she loved to sleep, in the doorway while we are making their meals and even waiting for her to come and beg our food off of us.

This was sent to me by the breeder of Jams greys I have two Jams Breadwinner and Jams Beryl P who was named after me. Jams David Burns who was named for my dh is at the Bridge Thank you all so much for caring I miss my royal lady

We could of brought Softee home yesterday but what about her quality of life. She was having problems getting up on all 4's and many time would just plop down on her backside with her back legs splayed out. She did pee once in her bed as she could not get up to go outside, when she was in that goofy sitting position and was trying to get up she would get scared and have a bowel movement. She did plop down outside in the mud and had to be wiped down. What if this happened in the middle of the night and she had a panic attack and maybe a heart attack. I used to dread getting up in the morning not wanting to find her gone during the night and no one with her. I do believe what we did was letting her go with dignity and with all our love. It breaks my heart not to see her here anymore.

Phawn in her Froggy pose Thank you now Softee is sharing this day with Phawn who became an angel three years ago today

Her Majesty Queen Softee is now at The Bridge ruling with Empress Genie At 2:47 pm est Softee crossed the Bridge wearing her Steeler coat and laying on one of her blankets. Dr. Ewald and a Tech were telling her what she would be getting and seeing at The Bridge and I was doing ear scritches.

It has been three years today that we said goodbye to Phawn. After her diagnosis with osteosarcoma we only had two short weeks with her. She was daddy's girl and would cry when he left the house I usually had to keep her occupied until he left. She was afraid of thunder and fireworks and the day we adopted her we were moving furniture at 1 am so that she would not jump out of the bedroom window. David tried everything to calm her down even sleeping with her nothing worked. So we were up all night until the storm passed drinking coffee. She also would let anyone in the house but would not let them near the front door, she grab them by the seat of their pants. In other words, you could rob us blind but try and get it out of the house. Another thing she was noted for was laying in a frog like position and did not care where she did it. At the first Sandy Paws did it in the middle of the driveway and at Dewey did it at one of Michael McCain's lectures. I know quite a few people have picture of the frog dog. Phawn was only 8 1/2 when we had to say goodbye I miss my beautiful girl and still have tears when I think of her

That is so great that your girl will be 16! I have enjoyed a few outings sponsored by GHG. My husband and I love Pittsburgh and go to the city as often as we can. Her picture is my avatar which was done by Xan as the Royal Portrait and it is my favorite picture of her She is a beauty, most definately royalty! Thank you - you can look her up on Data under the name of Softshoesureshot. She was 5 when she retired

That is so great that your girl will be 16! I have enjoyed a few outings sponsored by GHG. My husband and I love Pittsburgh and go to the city as often as we can. Her picture is my avatar which was done by Xan as the Royal Portrait and it is my favorite picture of her

Welcome from Pittsburgh, PA - we also belong to GHG and had adopted 5 hounds from them - have been adopting since 1995. We have 7 Hooligans right now and our oldest will be 16 August 2 and I do believe she is the oldest gh on GHG and of course people here on this board know her as Her Majesty Queen Softee. We also have two of her nephews EZ Lord Penske (EZ) and Magic Penske (Penske).

I forgot to mention Her Majesty Queen Softee was a spook when we got her and hated men. The only two men in her life was David and my grandson Ricky. When we started doing Pet Therapy with her she started to realize that men are okay. She would take off upstairs if a man (even my sons) we in the house more than 5 minutes.

The Spirit Of A Greyhound I was standing on a hillside in a field of blowing wheat, and the spirit of a Greyhound was lying at my feet. He looked at me with kind dark eyes, ancient wisdom shining through. in the essence of his being, I saw the love there too. His mind did lock upon my heart as I stood there on that day, and he told me of this story about a place so far away. As I stood upon that hillside in a field of blowing wheat, in a twinkling of a second his spirit left my feet. His tale did put my heart at ease, all my fears did fade away about what lay ahead of me on another distant day. "I live among God's creatures now in the heavens of your mind, so do not grieve for me, my friend as I am with my kind. My collar is a rainbow's hue, my leash a shooting star. my boundaries are the Milky Way where I sparkle from afar. There are no pens or kennels here for I am not confined, but I'm free to roam God's heavens among the Greyhound kind. I nap the day on a snowy cloud gentle breezes rocking me, and dream the dreams of earthlings, and how it used to be. The trees are full of liver treats, and tennis balls abound, and milk bones line the walkways just waiting to be found. There even is a ring set up, the grass all lush and green; and everyone who gaits around becomes the Best of Breed. For we're all winners in this place; we have no faults, you see. and God passes out those ribbons to each one, even me. I drink from waters laced with gold, my world a beauty to behold; and wise old dogs do form my pride to amble at my very side. At night I sleep in angel's arms, her wings protecting me, and moonbeams dance about us as stardust falls on thee. So when your life on earth is spent and you stand at Heaven's gate, have no fear of loneliness-- for here, you know, I wait." -Author Unknown

This was sent to me when I lost my first Greyhound Shadow The Spirit Of A Greyhound I was standing on a hillside in a field of blowing wheat, and the spirit of a Greyhound was lying at my feet. He looked at me with kind dark eyes, ancient wisdom shining through. in the essence of his being, I saw the love there too. His mind did lock upon my heart as I stood there on that day, and he told me of this story about a place so far away. As I stood upon that hillside in a field of blowing wheat, in a twinkling of a second his spirit left my feet. His tale did put my heart at ease, all my fears did fade away about what lay ahead of me on another distant day. "I live among God's creatures now in the heavens of your mind, so do not grieve for me, my friend as I am with my kind. My collar is a rainbow's hue, my leash a shooting star. my boundaries are the Milky Way where I sparkle from afar. There are no pens or kennels here for I am not confined, but I'm free to roam God's heavens among the Greyhound kind. I nap the day on a snowy cloud gentle breezes rocking me, and dream the dreams of earthlings, and how it used to be. The trees are full of liver treats, and tennis balls abound, and milk bones line the walkways just waiting to be found. There even is a ring set up, the grass all lush and green; and everyone who gaits around becomes the Best of Breed. For we're all winners in this place; we have no faults, you see. and God passes out those ribbons to each one, even me. I drink from waters laced with gold, my world a beauty to behold; and wise old dogs do form my pride to amble at my very side. At night I sleep in angel's arms, her wings protecting me, and moonbeams dance about us as stardust falls on thee. So when your life on earth is spent and you stand at Heaven's gate, have no fear of loneliness-- for here, you know, I wait." -Author Unknown I am so sorry for your loss

Belle was pre-adopted and did not develope seizures until she was about 3 one year after we got her EZ was a controlled seizure pup when we adopted him and he was also a bounce. don't know if he was bounced because of the seizures. I wonder though

I do 3 year rabies With the 3 year vaccinations would people get their pet checked on an annual basis. This was brought up at a discussion group. I am not talking about greyhound people but others in general

So sorry for you loss

So sorry for your loss, I have been there and know how it feels. The Spirit Of A Greyhound I was standing on a hillside in a field of blowing wheat, and the spirit of a Greyhound was lying at my feet. He looked at me with kind dark eyes, ancient wisdom shining through. in the essence of his being, I saw the love there too. His mind did lock upon my heart as I stood there on that day, and he told me of this story about a place so far away. As I stood upon that hillside in a field of blowing wheat, in a twinkling of a second his spirit left my feet. His tale did put my heart at ease, all my fears did fade away about what lay ahead of me on another distant day. "I live among God's creatures now in the heavens of your mind, so do not grieve for me, my friend as I am with my kind. My collar is a rainbow's hue, my leash a shooting star. my boundaries are the Milky Way where I sparkle from afar. There are no pens or kennels here for I am not confined, but I'm free to roam God's heavens among the Greyhound kind. I nap the day on a snowy cloud gentle breezes rocking me, and dream the dreams of earthlings, and how it used to be. The trees are full of liver treats, and tennis balls abound, and milk bones line the walkways just waiting to be found. There even is a ring set up, the grass all lush and green; and everyone who gaits around becomes the Best of Breed. For we're all winners in this place; we have no faults, you see. and God passes out those ribbons to each one, even me. I drink from waters laced with gold, my world a beauty to behold; and wise old dogs do form my pride to amble at my very side. At night I sleep in angel's arms, her wings protecting me, and moonbeams dance about us as stardust falls on thee. So when your life on earth is spent and you stand at Heaven's gate, have no fear of loneliness-- for here, you know, I wait." -Author Unknown