Conversations with my pets #2 – Walking me? Seriously… Outside with animals and things?
Bit of info on Jack and Greyhounds in general. Up to last year Jack was a racing greyhound who was trained by Jean L Mccombe and raced at Belle Vue in Manchester. His racing name is Vatican Stein. Apparently he was a pretty good racer and was class A which is pretty high up (I can’t explain more I know little about the racing side of things, but I have been told he was worthy of note and he does turf up on google under his racing name). He was retired last year due to injury and stayed at the kennels with Jean until ‘Greyhounds In Need’ could find him a home. Which they did, with me.
Until he came to live with me Jack had never lived in a house. He had never had a walk outside of the training ground. Never seen or been up and down stairs. Never come across cars or seen lots of other types of dogs. All the noises of everyday home life and outside of the house is completely new to him. He has literally come into a completely alien world to the one he was bred and trained for the past four years. How quickly they can adapt to new situations is tantamount of their nature as a breed. His journey of coming across new things makes me laugh.
He has settled into family life really well and is like most greyhounds beautifully natured and quiet, they rarely bark and contrary to popular belief they don’t actually like too much exercise If you are lucky enough to train them to recall you can let them off the lead in the right place and watch them run. However, as for walking they don’t want more than about two twenty-minute walks a day. I have had him out longer but generally, they are happy with that.
They sleep a lot. They sleep pretty much all the time that they are not eating or walking. I have never known another breed of dog who sleeps more than my cat. They play and adapt easily to new situations generally and are a beautiful family pet. They are loyal and loving and once you have looked in the eyes of one of these guys you are pretty much in love.
They also walk beside you on lead like a show dog when you are on walks and if you stop to do something they stop with you and they do not move until you do. I call him my ‘Tog Dog’ because when I spot something I want to take a photograph of he stops with me and stays there patiently and without question until I have finished taking a billion piccies of what ever has caught my eye.
Here is something else he does, he sleeps on my bed until I get in then he get’s on his bed and he does not move until I wake up, when I wake up he is the giddiest kipper ever, he jumps on my bed and goes mad for a good ten minutes, kisses, licks, tail wags till it might come off, giving me his belly for a good old stroke. He is like this when I grab his lead for a walk. There is no doubt he is enjoying his new life.
They are a beautiful breed of dog, a pleasure to have and observe. Well deserving of a happy home to live out their remaining years.
If you are interested in owning a greyhound then ‘Greyhounds in Need’ are always looking to re-home retired racing dogs to loving homes. I could not be happier with my ‘not so little’ man.