Hestia considers Adopting. A greyhound.

Will you be my Buddy?

Dogs have always been a part of my life.  We started off small, with Yorkshire Terriers - fiesty little critters who were surprisingly robust and happy to wrestle.....and then the most unbelievable Lhasa Apso who was really a person in a dog suit.  A very small person in a very small dog suit.  And then a small Alsatian called Sally, whom I rehomed from my workplace at the PDSA(occupational hazard, working with animals means that you end up giving a home to at least one abandoned wee soul).

It has long been my intention to rehome a greyhound.  Elegant, quiet and profoundly lazy this is the breed of dog for me.

And other pluses:



they are not smelly and their hair doesn't get absolutely everywhere (blonde Alsatian bum fluff is impossible to remove from car upholstery or any item of black clothing that you own).

And they are less likely to suffer from hip problems than other dogs.  Result.

On the downside:

Even the laziest dog will need to go out for a walk, despite cataclysmic rain and wind.  Scotland suffers weather of Biblical proportions from about October to May.  Do I want to be out in horizontal rain early in the morning and late at night?   Well, it would force me off the computer, wouldn't it? And at night you are only taking them out so that they can do their doings.

They need food.  Food is smelly *memories of Chappie dog food*  Solution: don't feed the dog Chappie.

They sometimes have accidents.  On carpets. Maybe I could have the back sitting room refloored in something....mopable?  We've been talking about ripping up the carpet and replacing the wooden floor beneath.  Spensive, but fits with Victorian character of the house.  But so would a roll of linoleum.

If you feed them Chappie dog food, they fart Chappie-flavoured farts.  Vile.  Beyond vile.  But then, I live with Tartarus and Sonshine.  Some mornings it's as if there are whales singing to each other in my house.  Would a dog fart be that much more irritating?

When taking them out a walk, one needs to bag their poopies.  And I never really mastered the politics of handling.....unsolid poopies.  Do people accept that you cannot scrape this stuff into a bag without the use of a fish slice and that you sometimes HAVE to leave a...puddle.... behind? I used to look round apologetically and then walk off as fast as I could.

Ditching the cheap dog food might solve all these problems

If you fancy a weekend away,  you need to factor in dog-sitting.  My day carer and her hubby The Grass Fairy might be able to look after a dog. But we often go away WITH my Day Carer and Grass Fairy.  Maybe we could just go somewhere that a dog can go too?

If you go away on holiday, you need dog-sitting or kennels.  Well, that's not the end of the world, is it? Besides, I haven't been abroad since 1997.  Unless you count the Isle of Man last summer?  And we could probably have taken a dog with us there.

Insurance!  Not something that I've ever had before.  For a dog.  Not the end of the world either.   I might just take a savings account and put in some money every month and use it for vet care, when required?  Anyone try that? Does it work?

So, want to see the dogs that have won my heart?

http://www.greyhoundrescuefife.com/

I'm thinking of Bluey or Buddy.  Or Bluey AND Buddy.  Or Bluey or Silver or Buddy. Or Bluey AND Silver AND Buddy........

....just remembered another plus of owning a rescue dog:  You change a wee dog's life.