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Your story is the kind that makes me cringe and never want to leave the house. I've been charged by off-leash dogs several times while walking my dogs, and have been extremely lucky that they were deterred by me before making contact with my hounds. I rarely have company when walking my pups, and have frankly become overconfident that nothing bad will happen. Your story proves otherwise. So thank you at the very least for the eye-opener. No it is not cruel. She is probably woozy/sleepy from pain meds, and it likely just hurts to get up and move right now. But it is a necessary evil, and trying to get her back on a schedule or routine of "potty walks" is a good idea. The anaesthesia definitely does have the side-effect of slowing the bowels, so don't panic about that. Just allow her the chance to try every few hours or so. Hope she heals quickly.

I am so so sorry, Diane.

I'm re-posting this since it was lost when the last server died. I finally changed the text of my signature too. Man I didn't think that would hurt so much... It's been over a month now, but it doesn't sting any less yet. Cancer has robbed me of another family member in a swift and brutally cruel fashion. We were supposed to have five more years… I still can't believe she's gone. I do want to share some of my favorite photos from my precious and far-too-short twenty-seven months with my little Sissy-girlie. We all adored her from the first instant we saw her. She was my first girlie dog. She taught my husband that it is possible to truly love a pet. Tipper believed Sissy was the best birthday gift ever. Sissy gave Chancy the gift of self-confidence. We all adore her still. Our pee-wee silver princess ruled the world with a velvet paw. Sissy is my sassy fearless adventure-girl who only played alone, and made sure we all knew we belong to her. Sissy spins In mostly chronological order… Sissy loved Tipper from the first moment she laid eyes on him. Tipper got used to the idea … Sissy’s kisses were always reserved for a select few : Sissy, my hair-trigger roooing soprano: I told her if she wasn’t careful, her face might stick this way. And for a minute after she woke up, it did! : Sissy comforted me while I was sick: A picnic in Taylor’s Falls. I loooooove her sticky-uppy ears: Hubby stealing a smooch at a picnic at Lake Pepin: A hike along the St. Croix River: One of my all-time favorite princess photos : Part one of three… My husband and I were always incredulous that a family out there just decided they didn’t want Sissy. She’d been bounced after a number of years. We couldn’t have been luckier… My beautiful angel : Sissy’s Chariot: A charming hound-friendly B&B in Fulton Missouri, with a stunning garden courtyard perfect for greyhounds to frolic: Sissy & hubby, reading in bed at the Loganberry: A hot summer walk along the Mississippi in New Orleans with Maucarden and Atty: Sissy had a poor racing career, but she made it to the Hall of Fame anyway. She left her signature in the “greyhound guestbook” in the museum TWICE, much to my husband’s embarrassment: An early-autumn visit by some tiger swallowtails: Giving me the bug-eye: How I’ll miss waking up to see four silver paws poking up in the air between hubby and me in bed… Part 2 of three… At an adoption promo at the MN Renaissance Festival: Lake Superior beach “up nort” in January: A winter hike along the Temperance River and Lake Superior. The trails were very icy, and Sissy was the only one who actually thoroughly enjoyed the hike: Volunteering at Twin Cities Public Television, this was Sissy’s BIG LIVE TV DEBUT It didn’t hurt that the cameraman immediately fell in love with Sissy: My favorite photo of all three: Sissy, Tipper and Chancy: How we while away the sub-zero days of winter… Sissy was in her customary and rightful place in the center of our bed : She patiently endured some terrible abuse : One of our last “good” days: This takes my breath away: I love you Sissy, my tiny silver princess. We always will.

What a shocking loss. I don't know if having an explanation makes it easier or not... But I do truly feel for you. I'm so sorry you lost your boy this morning.

Mine are 8, 10 and 11, and all still going strong!

I'm so sorry. There are just no words for how unfair this is...

Minnesota City: Minneapolis Park: Lake Harriet, meet on the lake path near the Rose Gardens Park Location: From 35W, take 46th St. exit, go west on 46th to East Lake Harriet Parkway, then turn right (north). Park at or near 43rd St. The Rose Gardens will be on your right, the lake is on your left. Days: Every Sunday at 2pm, weather permitting. Other Notes: No appointment necessary, just show up! This walk is just under 3 miles, but is NOT an aerobic exercise. The pace is pretty slow, good for chatting with other grey-owners. There is a nice spot to let your hound wade/lounge in the water on hot days.

There are just no words for how unfair this is.

I'm so sorry...

Oh Kari, I'm so sorry. Please call me if you want to talk, or get together, or just get out of the house for a bit. You know I can relate...

Underscores must be okay then... ?

All I can say is...

I miss her too, and I never even had the pleasure of meeting her. She's such a beauty.

I'm so sorry this has happened. I know words seem truly inadequate right now... but... When I lost my first dog after 18 1/2 years together, I really fell into a seemingly bottomless hole. Time really does heal the pain. I saved his possessions, thinking I never wanted a "replacement" pet to use MY dog's belongings. Three years later, I brought home my first greyhound. I found after some time that it did my heart good to see MY dog's belongings being thoroughly enjoyed by another pup. Give it time.

I'm so sorry for your loss. No doubt his days with you were his happiest.

I'm so sorry for your loss. We'll miss Scully too...

I'm so sorry for you.

I'm so sorry to hear of your loss. Magic couldn't have had a better home and a happier life than with you.

I'm heartbroken. I just heard the news of Kim's accident, as I'd been out of town all week. Kim was the adoption coordinator who matched my beloved Tipper to me almost two years ago now. I vividly recall our first conversation (my adoption interview), we had a very lively discussion about both of our respective pets, and I felt an immediate kinship. She was instrumental in my darling Sissy's adoption too. Kim was always cheerfully willing to take my nervous-nelly calls during those first few uncertain months of greyhound ownership. She always had the best advice, and had a sharp knack for accurately reading personalities. I also vividly recall our last conversation, just two weeks ago. I was asking advice regarding the pursuit of becoming an adoption coordinator myself. I'd been confident that Kim would be there to guide me... I can't even begin to say how sad I am for Kim's husband and daughters, whom I've met on a few occasions. And of course little Monkey too. My thoughts are with them.

It's heartwarming to see you've found your voice again. Thank you for sharing your memories of Sequel. We're all so sorry for your loss.