I hadn't had a dog since my Boston Terrier died when I was 15 (a LOT of years ago). I had always been more of a cat person. I decided I wanted a dog, and fell in love with greyhounds. I told the group I didn't really care about gender or color, just that the dog wouldn't eat my cats. They offered me a nice young boy, two or three years old, I don't remember now. I asked if they had anyone a little older. Yes, a 7 yr old brood who had been returned because she wouldn't "go" on leash, and her people lived in an apartment. I have a fenced yard, I said, I'll take her!
She was timid, shy with anyone she didn't know, ignored the cats, and was the ultimate greyhound snob She loved other greys, and except for her one Great Dane friend who was also very timid, she simply refused to acknowledge other breeds She was the sweetest dog I ever knew. A classic greyhound beauty with long slender needle nose (a stranger once stopped his car when we were out on a walk to compliment her on her beautiful muzzle), huge chocolate brown eyes, soft ears that when they stood up made her look like a mule deer.
I know I made mistakes with her in the beginning, but she never held them against me. She taught me so much about love, patience, tolerance. When I brought a huge, bouncy 2 yr old moose into her home, she was just pleased to have another grey to play with. She developed some health problems as she got older, but nothing we couldn't deal with. She had some pretty severe back end problems last fall, but had recovered nicely, and at her last visit to the cardiologist, her heart looked so good he actually reduced her meds! A week ago, I had no idea anything was wrong. Tuesday evening when I got home from work, I saw she had thrown up her breakfast, and would eat any dinner. She never ate again. I discovered last fall that she hated being helped to get around, and I promised her I wouldn't let things get that bad this time.
She rarely barked, she was never noisy, so I don't know how the house can be so much quieter without her. Fletcher is very subdued. He knew there was something wrong, and he seems to understand she won't be coming home. I just can't believe she isn't here.
I will miss you so much my beautiful princess.