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Happy New Year from Tucson Jett Greyhound 2013/12/31

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Just pet me while I lie here

Just pet me while I lie here

(written by Jett Greyhound)

Where does the time go? My new year resolution is that I write every month.

Lots of good things have been happening.

Calvin & Jett look out the window

Calvin & Jett look out the window

Sometimes different dogs stay with us. Not only do we have Saffron (an older female) and Carter (my brindle buddy) but this older beagle named Calvin has hung with us on three different occasions. He barks a lot and so loudly but when he’s not barking we are good friends. Karyn takes us all for a walk at the same time and he pulls us around.

I have met all kinds of people. Myself and some other greyhounds went to La Frontera’s United Way kick off. Most of the employees were in awe of me and because I like to get cozy wherever I am, I laid down on the carpet and people knelt down to pet me, as it should be. I also met the AZ legislator Linda Lopez. She found me amazing. I met Jeanette Mares from Ben’s Bells Project too.

Angy & Linda Lopez meet Jett

Angy Shearer & Linda Lopez meet Jett

Then I went to Pima Air Museum again because a dog named Jett belongs there.

There was some Hounds for the Holiday contest and one of the judges Barbara Brown said she never kissed a greyhound so we obliged. I stopped by her place of business and she kissed me. Now she can cross that off her bucket list.

Kissy with Barbara Brown

Kissy with Barbara Brown

Lots of people have come by for lunch or dinner and of course, I got a lot of loving. I like the magic thing that Lizzie does to my ears. Every time she does — I have an eargasm.

Happy New Year to you and dog bless all the dogs still eating 4D meat and stuck the South Tucson dog track. We have our paws crossed that you get out of there and into a loving home like mine so very soon.

In memory of Harmony, 12 yr old Tucson greyhound 2013/12/08

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Happy Harmony

Happy Harmony

The following was penned by Cynthia David, Beading Diva.

I first met Harmony shortly after she arrived at the kennel. She came up to me in her kennel and gave me the biggest smile I have ever seen. She pulled her flews away from her teeth, chopped at the air, bobbed her head up and down, and did a happy dance. This routine always made me laugh, and she used it to get treats, meals, or to convince me it was time for a walk.

Her group of greys were all named for characters on “Buffy the Vampire Slayer.” I never saw the show but Harmony was a perfect name for her. Harmie was the sweetest grey I have ever met, she really had no interest in smaller creatures, her main goal in life was to be adored by humans.

Her second foster family was a young couple who lived nearby. They asked if I would take her for a long weekend when they were going out of town. I agreed and she got on famously with fellow greys, Mikey and Jan.

A couple of months later the couple asked me if I could take care of her for 2 weeks while they went to Thailand. Annie, her foster mom, said that on the drive over when she got near my house Harm became very excited, how charming is that?

The love of a greyhound

The love of a greyhound

Needless to say Harmony never went back to her foster home, her home was with me and the boys, and later, my husband Wayde. We shared our lives together for 9 years.

Harmony, Harmie, Harm-son, Harmel, Harmy Harm, Harmonium, Miss Choppy Chop (Michelle and Brian Caillet’s name for her) was a very special girl and all who knew her are saddened by her passing.

Tucson Greyhound Flying High 2013/04/30

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Written by Jett Greyhound

Hi Fans

It’s been like a whirlwind of activity around here. Never, and I mean never, a dull moment.

April was the Greyhound Blitz for National Adopt a Greyhound Month and we have been blitzing like crazy.

I went to the Farmers Market at the Loft Cinema and met every man, woman, child, and dog who came that day. Some guy sang a song about me — When you’re a JETT, you’re a JETT all the way from your first cigarette to your last dying day. He was funny. He wanted to take me home but my human didn’t like that idea.

The following Saturday I went to Pima Air & Space Museum. Wow! What a great place. Big. Friendly. I met so many people, some from Japan and Switzerland, and Austria plus the good old USA. I was quite popular.

Then I went to the Rainbow Remembrance. That was a sad event as people stood up and remembered the greyhounds that went to the Rainbow Bridge. My human talked about Hush Puppie, Romance, and Atomic Charm — not dogs that I ever met but dogs that never got to be a beloved pet like I am.

Then I went to a Meet & Greet at Royal Kia of Tucson and met lots of new people and kissed some babies. Maybe I should be a politician?

I guess the Blitz is over. Big sigh.

Then we had lots of dogs stay with us. We had Dylan and Christopher (available) and Piper stay here for respite fostering. Piper got adopted by a nice family who came to pick him up; they had his littermate. Saffron stays here sometimes; she’s a nice old gal. Donut is here now; she’s an alpha girl who hogs the couch. And then there’s Carter who I know my human just adores. His people go away a lot and he spends a fair amount of time with us. I don’t mind. He is Girlfriend’s body guard but in a nice way.

So there you have it. Busy. Busy. Busy. Plus I go to middle school again later in May. I can’t wait!

What you see is what you Jett…

P.S. I’m wearing Thera-Paws because I have paw problems but hopefully they are getting better. Paws crossed…so they say.

Greyhound Humor: Drama Queen Chews Favorite Red Purse 2010/03/17

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Lily greyhound chews a purse. Who me?

BFFs

I chewed Mama Karyn’s favorite purse.

This didn’t happen recently but right before Christmas. However, this is the first time I have been able to sneak on the com-pu-ter.  Mama Karyn lives on the com-pu-ter. She has a whole secret life involving all these virtual friends that have never met me. Their loss.

Anyway I was so tired of that red purse, I consider my chewing it a public service. Karyn bought this faux red leather purse at Target about 10 years ago and she rarely throws anything away unless it’s broken. I did her a favor.

One night before Christmas there was an event in the ‘hood and Karyn asked Auntie Jean Rettus if she wanted to come too. Unfortunately, Jean is a witness to my crime. Karyn only took her keys not her purse and left it hanging on the doorknob in the hall. She has left her purse there many times when she goes for walks.

But this time, there was something in the purse that called my name, “Lily, come eat me!”, said the piece of peppermint bark. And I tried my best to follow that order.

You see Karyn went to Trader Joe’s that same morning after going to the dentist and they were sampling peppermint bark. She felt guilty about eating candy on the way home from the dentist so the Trader Joe’s person said to wrap up a piece for later. She put the piece in the front compartment of her purse. And there it sat, calling my name.

Karyn and Jean were only gone for about an hour and when she came back, she noticed the purse on my bed and I had chewed off some of the faux leather (yeck!) and broke the zipper to the front compartment. Karyn screamed, “OMG! You chewed my favorite purse! I cannot believe you chewed my purse!”  Jean was shocked. She said, “Good thing Laila and Lily are not friends because Lily would teach Laila bad habits.”  You bet I would!

Mama threw the purse in the trash can in bathroom. They sat down and ate dinner.

Sometimes Karyn closes the bathroom door and sometimes not. This night she didn’t and in the middle of the night, the candy in the purse was still calling my name. I snuck in the bathroom and further destroyed the purse but still couldn’t get to the candy. What a waste of my time and energy.

The next morning Karyn sees the further destroyed purse on my bed and then she remembers the candy. That selfish bitch extracts the candy and eats it in front of my very eyes. She says, “Yum, yum, yum. I love chocolate. Chocolate is not for doggies. So there.”   What a low blow.

She better not be leaving her new turquoise boots from Old Navy where I can get them or else she’ll be sorry.

Karyn had another purse in the closet which she dug out. It is ugly and made from boiled wool. Have you ever heard of anything so unappetizing?

Love you mean it!

Lily, a.k.a. Drama Queen

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