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Jessie came to Best Friends with Kenzie. A sighthound mix, with a sweet face, and a sassy coat, she was initially more out-going. Without Kenzie though she's gotten a little more reticient with people. Only 58 lbs, she does have a feathered tail and back end, which could indicate some Borzoi in her. Separated now from Kenzie, she's sad and hoping someone will love her soon. Not cat safe. Is a girl that likes to be in charge. Contact Best Friends at 435-644-2001, or email Kristi.

May 2008 - I've just arrived at Greyhound Gang. It's been a very long journey. I'm told I only have one journey left - to my forever home. I'm missing my buddy Jessie, who is still at Best Friends. She's been my rock. Maybe once I feel a little more secure, I'll start talking about my past. I just had a bath, and I'm a beautiful, rough, but soft coated, white gal, with a little fawn around the face and tail area. I've had puppies. I'm not so sure about this house thing. The car was OK. I really like other dogs, as they make me feel secure. I'm not so sure about people just yet. I'm a solid girl at 72 lbs. I am cat and little dog safe, as I don't have an aggressive bone in my body. I did wag my tail and lick Claudia's hand today. She knows I just need some time and love. Contact Best Friends at 435-644-2001, or email Kristi, for adoption info. Email Claudia for more pictures or questions.
June 2008 - I'm really liking this house thing now, particularly the dog door. If someone I don't know visits, I can go outside, and check them out first. I love the car because it takes me for hikes everyday with all the other dogs. This whole love thing, though, I'm still a bit wary of. I see all the other hounds running up to Claudia and getting kisses and hugs and pets. I have let her do that to me once in a while, and it's not bad, but I'm just not sure. Today I barked, and talked at her, telling her at 6 am in the morning that it was time to go on our hike. She ignored me. She doesn't often do that, as she's always talking to me. I do follow her from room to room, as it's important to me to be part of the pack. And she's obviously in charge of everyone.
From Claudia - Kenzie needs a quiet home with other dogs, and patient humans. She is definitely a sighthound mix - probably some greyhound, borzoi and maybe even Irish Wolfhound in her heritage. She is wary of humans, but not scared. With time she definitely will trust and love. A dog door would be helpful, and a fenced yard a must. Noticing and accepting the small steps she takes is important, Like tonight, for instance, she laid next to my computer chair, and let me pet her, while facing her. She didn't lick her lips, tense up, and run off when I stopped. She's still here, next to my chair. She is truly starting to trust and accept love.
Explorer is an apt name for this Irish born greyhound. He is fascinated by everything in his new life as a loved pet. If a closet door is open, he’s in there snooping around. His intelligence and curiosity leads him to check out every nook and cranny in his environment. Can you blame the lad? He can now really live up to his name and explore this new world of love and home and friends. If he could only find a home...
A mature, 80 lb, five year old, he knows his manners. He walks beautifully on leash, (once you get it on him, as the sight of it is VERY exciting). He waits to be served his dinner, he rides beautifully in the car, he shares his space with other hounds, he responds excellently to praise. OK, he will steal all the stuffie toys.
Explorer loves people. He wants to be where you are, and be part of your life. Because of his excellent breeding, and illustrious racing career, Explorer, however, cannot live in a home with cats or small dogs. The person who loves him needs to understand that when out in public, he will be VERY interested in small dogs, and you must be alert to keep him focused on you, and not the small dog snack. He will listen, as he does like to please. He's been waiting over a year for that special person in his life. Is it you?
For complete information about Explorer, click here. To inquire about adopting him email GALT, or call Greyhound Adoption League of Texas at (972) 503-4258

"Everyone is the age of their heart", and these young at heart hounds are only asking to bask in the sun and be with you so that their last years are spent with love. These gals are representative of the broods (they aren't broody, actually they are full of love and life) most adoption groups can rescue.

Love is All You Need.
IN THE ABSENCE OF TIME
IN MEMORY OF ELLA
8/16/1990 – 9/1/2004
In the absence of time,
if you all only knew,
that the stakes are so high
and their chances so few.
Returned as seniors,
through no fault of their own.
Denied of their right
to their once “forever home.”
So many passed by.
“It’s too painful,” you say
“no promise of tomorrow.”
But what of today?
Tiny and frail, the first senior of mine,
SMA’s Ms. Regal, stopped my heart on a dime.
Her thin brindle body, her sad soulful eyes,
they paled in comparison to her heart and it’s size.
She’d run through the house, at an angle she’d go,
in her tiny little mouth, she’d carry a bowl.
Yogurt her favorite, she’d lick the bowl clean
then carry it to bed, and there she would dream.
She’d race like the wind, her feet moving fast,
she beat all the best as ‘round them she’d pass.
When she gently awoke to the sound of my voice,
I knew in my heart, that I’d made the right choice.
Our time it was short, and soon it would pass;
yet, the memories she left me forever will last.
She taught me of courage, of strength and of pride.
She taught me to laugh and in the end, how I cried.
The loss it was great, my heart took a blow.
When I looked in her eyes, only this did I know:
that this sweet precious jewel would not die alone
Ms Ella, my heart dog, forever was home.
If we open our hearts and we give them the chance,
these seniors will teach us, THAT LIFE’S WORTH THE DANCE.
By Ramona Grove
10/14/2005

WHEN I AM OLD![]()
I shall wear turquoise and soft, gray sweatshirts and a bandana over my long, silver hair.
And I shall spend my Social Security checks on sweet wine and my dogs
And sit in my house on my well-worn chair and listen to my dogs breathing.
I will sneak out in the middle of a warm, summer night and take my Nero for a run, if my old bones will allow.
And when people come to call, I will smile and nod as I walk out and show them my dogs and talk of them and about them, the ones so beloved of the past and the ones so beloved of today.
I still will work hard cleaning their runs and mopping and feeding them, and whispering their names in a soft, loving way.
I will wear the gleaming sweat on my throat like a jewel,
and I will be an embarrassment to all and my children
Who have not yet found the peace in being free to have dogs as your best friends.
These friends who always wait, at any hour for your footfall, and eagerly jump to their feet out of a sound sleep, to greet you as if you are a God.
With warm eyes full of adoring love and hope that you will stay
and hug their big, strong necks, and kiss their dear, sweet heads,
and whisper to them of your love and the beautiful pleasure of their very special company.
I look in the mirror and see I am getting old.
This is the kind of woman I am, and have always been.
Loving dogs is easy…they are part of me, accept me for who I am.
My dogs appreciate my presence in their lives.
When I am old this will be important to me.
You will understand when you are old…
and if you have dogs to love, too.
Author Unknown