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July 17, 2004


The light… the beautiful light…


That’s the first thing that I see as I emerge from the truck. There are the other dogs I trucked in with. We’re all happy to be out of there … and a bit nervous. Where are we? This doesn’t look or smell like a racetrack.

There are people here, too. Everyone feels happy. I wonder what’s going on? I’d better keep quiet lest someone realizes they made a mistake and I’m not supposed to be here….

Ooh! Someone grabbed me, but a nice grab, around my neck – not like those men who used to grab my ears. Now they’re squeezing me, and stroking my head – it feels nice but strange. Eew – now they’re making my nose wet with little bites but not bites – just lips no teeth. Hm, I’m going to stand very still, because if I move maybe they’ll stop.

FOOD! – I see food in a dish – I’d better fill up, don’t know when my next meal will be. Hey, wait! I’m not finished, there’s still food left. Take me back there – oooh nice water, yummy. OK I guess I’ll relax a bit. Here comes some more of that squeezing. I’m beginning to see a pattern. Stand still, get that nice squeezing. Maybe this is Heaven? Oh no – don’t think so, going back into a truck. Not the same truck, but a truck none the less. I’ll pretend that I can’t jump up there – maybe they’ll leave me here. OOF – that big guy pushed my rump into the truck. Well it’s kind of OK back here – there’s a soft blanket. OK, I’ll lie down and see where we go. Now it’s dark and clammy – I wonder where we are? The door opens and I jump out. Now these people are walking me to a small box. They come into the box with me so I don’t feel so afraid, but I am trembling a bit. That lady puts her arms around me and squeezes again and whispers some human-speak into my ear. Have no clue what she’s saying but it’s comforting all the same. Whoosh – I feel the floor dropping away, but the floor is still there. Strange. Then the box opens and it’s magic! I’m somewhere else! Uh-oh –those people are putting the muzzle on me. Am I going to race here in the sky? They open a door and I see a small white furry thing on the floor. YoW! The furry thing snarled at me. Hmm can’t be a rabbit – they NEVER talked back. Oh here’s another furry thing – sort of the same color as me. Oh oh oh – this one has sharp feet. Remind me never to get too close to these creatures. Ahhh more squeezing and soothing words. Did I look nervous? I’m going to have to remember that look, look here are my big brown eyes – squeeze me, yes… yes… yumm!


August 17, 2004

Boy – what a greenhorn I was. Now I’m an expert. I’m here to stay. I’m “retired” – that means I’m never going back to that track. At least that’s what Mom & Dad tell me, and I believe them! Those furry things – they’re called “cats”. I don’t have to like them but we tolerate each other. That magic box is an elevator. I still don’t know how it works, but I do know that Mom gets all flustered when I try to pee in there. Haha – sometime I make a pee movement just to see how she reacts! But I’m away from those cats and that elevator for now. Dad tells me I’m on “vacation in the country” whatever that means. All I know is that there’s this big house with a bunch of skinny floors that lead to other large floors. Mom calls them stairs but they don’t have any eyes so how can they stare at anything? This human-speak can be confusing. I do know 3 words; Ricochet – that’s my going out name, Rikky – that my house name, and Cookie – that’s my name when I get those little yummy treats. My friend Coast came to visit one day and we shared my blankie and lazed around. He had to wear a t-shirt because he had some bites on him and, naturally, I had to have a t-shirt tried on me, too… <sigh>. Then my friend Magnum came for dinner. Sheesh – no manners. Marked up the whole house. I got him back though – I peed on his blankie. Mom had to rush it off to wash it. Haha! Dad was laughing. Then Magnum and I became friends and ended up eating a rawhide together.


September 12, 2004

Ooh – I’m getting all dressed up for the Greyhound Picnic. I wonder what a picnic is. Uncle Emanuel is coming with us.I love Uncle Emanuel – he’s so gentle with me and he can pat me for hours (and I let him!! Haha). WoW – it’s a big greyhound party!! There’s tons of us here and tons of people. I’m very nervous. Dad’s putting on that muzzle thing again. Oh I don’t like it. Uh-oh now Dad’s taking off the leash. Mom & Dad are looking at me expectantly – what am I supposed to do? They walk away – I follow them. They sit down – I lie down. I see all the other dogs running around but I’m retired – I don’t have to run anymore, do I? I must have looked miserable so Mom came and put the leash back on and took off the muzzle. Why don’t they understand that I want to be with them – not with other dogs. I was with other dogs all my life. Time to be with my people!



October 13, 2004

Almost every morning we all go downstairs and there’s this car waiting in front of the house. Mom opens the door and it’s Auntie Arlene! And Auntie Arlene always has a cookie for me. (Actually she always has 2 cookies for me – but don’t tell anyone). Then – as if that isn’t special enough, every afternoon when Dad takes me for my walk here comes Auntie Arlene again – with – MORE cookies!! Oh yeah – and she also drops Mom off…. I ignore Mom because Auntie Arlene has cookies but I think Mom understands. Auntie Arlene also bought me my beautiful grey sweater, that I love to wear because it’s so cozy!


October 31, 2004

Mom & Dad have put these silly things on my head and are laughing. It’s my Halloween “costume”. I don’t like costume, I feel foolish and everyone is going to laugh at me. Uncle Pierre & Coast came over last week and they saw me in costume. They laughed – especially Coast. But then Coast had to put on his T-shirt so I got the last laugh. Mom took me for a walk in the park and we got to see the “Halloween decorations”. Just looked like more places to pee on to me…


November 19, 2004

BRRR – it’s cold! But I’m toasty warm in my raincoat. When it’s a little colder Dad puts on my sweater and my raincoat. I hear that I’m getting a “winter coat” What’s winter? They talk about snow. What’s snow? I hope I like it. Mom tried some feet things on me – eew – my feet don’t like to be stuffed into things.


November 22, 2004

It’s my nighttime walk and I feel funny. My legs feel wobbly and I have a pain in my back. Mom is looking at me and getting nervous. She’s patting me all over to see if I have pain. I don’t want her to be mad at me so I won’t tell her I have pain. I’ll just lick her nose.


November 23 - 24, 2004

I have a lot of pain. I can’t seem to stand up. Mom is very nervous. Dad is very nervous. Mom is running around shouting at Dad. She leaves. Dad carries me to the car and we go to the doctor. The doctor sticks something up my butt. I try to bite him. I didn’t mean it, but he hurt me. He talks to Dad. We bundle off to the car. We stop. I hear Mom’s voice. I can’t get up to see her. We zoom away. We stop, finally, and people put me on a hard cold metal thing. They take me away. They poke, they prod. It hurts, and then it hurts more. I stand up a bit and I see Mom and Dad. The hug me they kiss me. The doctor says something about a cat scan – I don’t want to be looked at by any cat. I’m scared. They give me a shot – I feel better – the pain is going away. I’m sleeping now. I wake up – suddenly. No Mom, no Dad. I’m scared. The doctor is there – she comforts me. She says she is going to help me. She tells me that Mom and Dad sent me kisses and squeezes. She kisses me and squeezes me for them. Then she kisses me and squeezes me for herself. I feel very loved by everyone. She gives me a shot. The pain goes away…


The light… the beautiful light…



Run free Rikky, we love you and miss you...

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Such a sweet tribute. I am very sorry for the loss of Richochet.

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Thank you for sharing Ricochet's memories with us. Such a beautiful tribute.


Godspeed sweetheart!


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I'm so sorry.


Ricochet, I wish we'd gotten to know you better. Run free, sweetheart.

Star aka Starz Ovation (Ronco x Oneco Maggie*, litter #48538), Coco aka Low Key (Kiowa Mon Manny x Party Hardy, litter # 59881), and mom in Illinois
We miss Reko Batman (Trouper Zeke x Marque Louisiana), 11/15/95-6/29/06, Rocco the thistledown whippet, 04/29/93-10/14/08, Reko Zema (Mo Kick x Reko Princess), 8/16/98-4/18/10, the most beautiful girl in the whole USA, my good egg Joseph aka Won by a Nose (Oneco Cufflink x Buy Back), 09/22/2003-03/01/2013, and our gentle sweet Gidget (Digitizer, Dodgem by Design x Sobe Mulberry), 1/29/2006-11/22/2014, gone much too soon. Never forgetting CJC's Buckshot, 1/2/07-10/25/10.

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:( I am so sorry. My deepest sympathy...Godspeed Sweet Angel. :f_red


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I'm so very sorry for your loss. Ricochet is so lucky he had you to make his final months such happy ones. :grouphugf_yellow

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I'm so sorry that you didn't have more time together. He was lucky to be home for his last months. f_yellow

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