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Loved Hound
Your hound can be featured as a Loved Hound, too. Just bid in Greyhound Gang's on-line auction (during the first two weeks of every month) for your chance to be spotlighted. Or bid to feature a friend's hound, as a present. Once you've won, you'll email me pictures and text, and the following month, this is where you and your hound will be. Loved Hound. Our wish - love for them all.
Dreamsicle - written by Minnie Bain
What can I tell you about a Dream? One that is exceptionally gratifying, excellent, or beautiful…
Dream came into our lives in May of 2008 when our friends Dr. Heather Weir of Almost Home for Hounds and Pam Neiman “dropped by” our home in NV for a rest stop on their way back from hauling a load of greyhounds to CA. Heather had “extra” greyhounds on the load with her because she was also stopping in Kanab to attend the gathering on her way home. I should have known they were plotting to leave a greyhound behind when they went 200 miles over treacherous mountain terrain in a beater bus to come see us. But, at the time I wasn’t expecting to meet our next family member. It had only been 6 months since we had made the difficult decision to let our male greyhound, Arvil, go to the bridge and my heart was not ready.
When the dogs were turned out in our yard, Dream attached himself to my husband like Velcro. Wherever Lou went, Dream went with him. Heather and Lou started talking about Dream. Pam chimed in with all the good things she had noticed about Dream on their trip. I stayed away, focusing on another dog, trying not to hear. I could already see Lou’s heart starting to melt. It wasn’t long, and I don’t really know how it happened, Dream was lying on a dog bed in our house and he had found his forever home!
Dream adjusted quickly to home life. He quietly learned how to out-maneuver his house mates, Annie and Aria to get the best bed or an extra treat. I did not want to love this greyhound; my heart pain was still fresh. I tried to keep my distance and even told him I’d take good care of him, but he was Lou’s dog and wasn’t going to get inside my heart. Every day he just kept on loving me, waiting for me to let him close. He would put his head on my chair or push my arm up with his nose until my arm was around his neck. He would “nag” me until I would get up and take him for a walk. He would herd me to his food bowl when it was dinner time. He truly melted my heart with his huge eyes staring up at me. His eyes are so large and reflective it seems like you might lose yourself in them. It wasn’t until we almost lost him (literally) on our move to Texas that I realized how much this boy had wormed his silly self into my life and heart. Hours later, when we found him standing in a hotel parking lot looking like he belonged there, I almost collapsed with relief.
Dream loves my husband to the extreme. Even if Dream has slept all morning – his afternoon nap with dad is his favorite time of all. He beats my husband onto the bed and gets as close as he can before he plops down beside him and goes immediately to sleep. He has to keep his paw on Lou’s face. No matter how many times you push his paw off, he puts it back. Once he has lain down, it takes a forklift to move him. He’s like a sack of flour. He will even keep his eyes closed as if that might keep you from making him move. He’s so goofy.
Dreamsicle, his official racing name, was born Oct 26, 2002. He was a racing winner – Dreamsicle ran 149 races and he won 28, placed second 36 times…he was truly a powerful racer. You would never know that this big baby boy was a competitive racer. He is so easy going. He doesn’t hurry anywhere. He’s strong headed and quietly pushes until things go his way…that may be the secret to his wins…he never gives up.
Dream came into our lives at just the right moment. He was not too early nor was he too late to win my heart. Lou and I love this greyhound, completely and without reservation. I am borrowing some lyrics of a song that I would like to dedicate to Dream: Dream, the two of us need look no more. We’ve both found what we’ve been looking for. With such a friend to call my own, I’ll never be alone. And you, my friend will plainly see you’ve got a friend in me.
It was the custom in Ancient Britain, when a guest retired for the evening, to bestow a blessing upon him: “May the Gods send you a DREAM.” To all of you – I extend this blessing and to my friend, Heather, THANK YOU for all the blessings you bring!