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Tucson Greyhound: Jett loves Donut, Saffron, and the real bed 2010/12/01

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Donut & Jett

Jett Greyhound here.

I’ve had an exciting month.

We have lots of visitors but mostly 2-legged but recently we had some 4-legged visitors for me to play with.

First there was Donut Greyhound. She’s a sweetie, a wild girl. Wild girls are fun. Don’t let anyone tell you differently. Her person is Judith and she’s a friend of my person, Karyn.

Judith brought Donut and we hit it off right away. I have a double backyard and we played and played and played. She was rough and tumble. We played and played some more.

Donut looks a bit like me except she’s petite and has blue brindle patches. That’s her and me in the top photo. Don’t we make a cute couple?

Then we came inside and Donut found every one of my toys that I don’t play with and brought them into the living room to play with them. Of course, then I found the toys interesting and wanted them.

Karyn and Judith talked, talked, talked while me and Donut rested.

Then they left and I whined. Karyn calls me Whiny Boy. What’s a little whiny between friends?

Someone from another continent was living here for awhile. She was afraid of dogs but learned to love me. She called me, “Jett, LEAVE IT!”

A week after my rough play with Donut, I started limping and Karyn was beside herself. We went to the vet and I got Metacam and after six days the limping stopped. Then we went to another vet and found out I have the Valley Fever antibodies inside me. My titer is 1:4. I’m borderline, whatever that is. Anyway for now, I’m just being monitored and well taken care of.

You would think that is enough for one month but oh, no.  It was cold here and Karyn turned on the heater and the noise frightens me. I didn’t want to come into the house. Karyn and Phyllis, the clicker lady, and I are working on it.

Then another greyhound came to visit – Saffron. Karyn had a beading bee and some of her friends sat around the table making these shiny things, eating, and laughing.

Loren brought Saffron. She was a pretty little thing but unlike Donut she didn’t want to play. Darn!

Saffron liked to hang out with the people. So being the good host, I hung out with her.  Here’s a picture of Saffron on the couch and me on the rug.   

One of the best things about this whole month is – on Monday night it was really really cold and Karyn put me on her bed. She put me on there once before and I was scared and jumped off. This time I buried myself under the covers and stayed and stayed and stayed.

Now I am also known as a Bed Hog.

Signed by — What you see is what you Jett…Greyhound

Tucson greyhound: Drama Queen to the Rainbow Bridge 2010/08/08

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Lily at 9 - Carmen-Miran-DOG

The Divine Miss Lily went to the Rainbow Bridge on Friday, August 6. She was 12 years 9 months.

She left planet earth lying on her dog bed with me curled up next to her at Sunrise Pet Clinic. Before they administered a shot to calm her down, she ate numerous cookies. We had time to say our goodbyes and she had a sly smile on her face probably thinking about all the cookies that lay ahead during her next adventure.

Lily will be met at the Rainbow Bridge by my beloved Painter and all the pet dogs that we remember who were our friends — Buddy, Bosco, Jazzmo, Frieda, Jan, Mikey, Lace and Whiskey, Poseidon, Missy, Chessy, Ferrari, Domino, Libby, Tula, Wolf, Daphne, Slim, Charlie, Bessie, Baxter, Zoola, Winna & Holly, Bitsy, Bob Dog and Micha, Cartier, Cairo, Sienna, Senorita, Dakota, Calypso, Jessie, Zowie, Bandit, Sega, Raisin, Quincy, Zeus, Rocket & Moose, Kelsey, Skip, Aimee, Toby, Dog and DogII, Sandy & Dexter, Sam and Chipper…and Chester the cat.

I used to say that Painter was 99.9 percent good boy and Lily was 75 percent good girl but it was the other 25 percent that was memorable. Lily had a penchant for shoes and since I’m a slob, she had her share of chewing shoes and purses. She also had more accessories than I have and really liked bling. On the rare occasions that I did pick up my shoes, she would overturn wastebaskets and tear up paper, once an entire bag of income tax receipts. She had this mischievous behavior her whole life.

Lily also was a counter surfer. She once ate an entire rotisserie chicken, bones and all, as well as raw salmon burgers on a Styrofoam plate. Fortunately, she only took two bites out of the Styrofoam.  She knocked the butter dish on the floor and ate half a stick of butter and a big piece of Roquefort cheese; Painter ate the wrapper.

After Painter died, Lily became the only dog which was a position she favored. Though not dog friendly, she loved people and was always loving and curious towards them. Before Jodi & Tom moved, they would sometimes invite my hounds to spend the night. Jodi said each and every time Lily walked in the house, she went directly into the bedroom, and pooped on their pink rug.

Lily celebrated birthday parties and would be the life of the party knowing that it was her special day.

Although she had many nicknames, she was best known as Drama Queen, hence, this blog.  She didn’t like those two words. When I said, “Who’s the Drama Queen?” she would talk back and stomp her feet.

Lily (and Painter) brought much joy into my life and into the lives of many people. When she was still able to jump on the bed, I’d wake up some mornings and her little head was on my pillow and her stinky breath in my face. Lily ate poop. Among her ailments, she was going blind. While she couldn’t see very well, there was nothing wrong with her hearing as she barked and barked when she heard something disturbing. Her racing name was “Impatient Roar.” It was a good fit. Mercifully, she only raced six times.

Painter was earnest and eager to please–Lily was not so much. We mostly did life on her terms. She was the boss, applesauce. Lily loved to play “find the cookie”. If I forgot to play this game after dinner, she reminded me. She drove me crazy until we played. When I said, “Do you want to play FIND THE COOKIE?” joy radiated across her sweet face.

Dogs hold a special place card in my heart especially greyhounds. They are survivors like none other. The lucky ones have the ability to survive their gruesome racing lives and move forward to find the softest spot in the room. I was blessed to be owned by Lily since she was 2 years 3 months old, nothing short of a miracle.

If you would like to honor Lily, please consider making a donation to your favorite greyhound rescue group or animal shelter. The day I adopted my first greyhound in 1998, I learned about the horrors of greyhound racing. I have never stopped hating its existence. In 2005-2006, more than 150+ greyhounds disappeared from the dog track here in Tucson  never to be found; and in 2008, there were 104 injuries involving 97 dogs, which includes 11 dogs euthanized at the track. These figures are according to the injury reports obtained through a public records request from Arizona Department of Racing.

Across the country, dog tracks are falling like dominoes. Let’s keep up that mission and vision.

Please remember your good times spent with Lily. Cherish each and every day spent with your dogs, cats, and horses.

Lily Greyhound Zoldan
(October 20, 1997 – August 6, 2010)
Adopted from (formerly) GPA/LA & OC now Fast Friends

Thank you for reading.  You can read more about Lily’s zany antics here.

Lily at 12 1/2 - Happy Bling Girl

Karyn Zoldan

‘Take sides.  Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim.
Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented.’
~ Elie Wiesel

(photos: Diana Hansen & Loren Dawn)

Tucson Greyhound Humor: Drama Queen – Bad to the Bone 2010/06/30

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Happy Birthday Lily


Yo. It’s been awhile.

Mama Karyn hogs the computer.

I’m sure you’re dying to know what The Lily has been up to.

I have been bad to the bone.

I chewed Mama Karyn’s favorite pair of faux suede flats. But I did her a favor because I chewed each shoe in the same place so now she still has a matching set. She cried.

Then I had a wonderful birthday party. Mama Karyn didn’t celebrate my 12th birthday but instead she celebrated my 12 1/2 birthday. All the Beading Divas came and then Edie and Kate. I got lots of cool presents…most of them pink. I also got some bling.

A girl can never have too much bling.

I had my very own cupcake too!

Then I got sick a few days later. I had a seizure of some kind. My back legs failed. My eyes spun around in my head. I pooped when my back legs splayed…how embarrassing.  And I started to shake. It was frightening.

Fortunately, Mama Karyn was right there to save me.

Then I drank a lot of water.

Karyn took me to the dog doctor and I found out that my liver values were off the charts. Now I take some different medicines and supplements and a month later my liver values were almost back to normal.

And so it goes.

Life is good and together we cherish each and every day.

I noticed Karyn has a new purple purse and some new shoes. I’m sure I’ll be having my way with them soon.

Love you, mean it.

The Lily, a.k.a. Drama Queen

P.S. Here’s an article about my birthday party.  It’s called Girls & Greyhounds Just Want to Have Fun.

Greyhound Humor: Lily GaGa Greyhound 2010/04/19

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Is purple my color?

Lily Greyhound is a fan of Lady GaGa

Eh, Eh Nothing Else I Can Say

Cherry cherry, boom boom

Eh eh, hey ey, ROO!
Oh yeah, YOU

All I can say is eh eh, ROO! YOU! ROO!

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

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Lily greyhound chews a purse. Who me?


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

Greyhound Humor: Calgon, take me away 2010/03/02

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Where's the bubbles, daddy?

Those of us of a certain age may remember the TV commercial where a breathless woman bathes in a tub full of bubbles and whispers…”Calgon, take me away.”  It’s funny I can remember an old commercial but not where I put my glasses.

Dazzle the Greyhound likes to hang out in the tub (sans water).

Thanks to Joe Romack for sharing this funny photo with us.

Greyhound Humor: Incorrigible 2009/12/20

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Lily Greyhound

Drama Queen chills out

I am in-cor-ri-gi-ble. Mama Karyn always say that to me.

Here’s the story.

You know I turned 12 on October 20 and I did not have a birthday party like I usually do.  Mama Karyn said she was busy with a big fundraising event and then there was the remodel and so my day came and went relatively unnoticed. I did get a beautiful collar from Greyt Escape and a peanut butter Kong but no real frivolity.

Mama Karyn said my party is coming.  I’m still waiting for my tiara and to fawned over by friends.

I am in-cor-ri-gi-ble because I still chew stuff. Yep, that’s my hobby. Some hounds like to dig holes or do agility but I excel at chewing stuff.

What have I chewed or destroyed lately?

  • Poop bags but there was no poop in them
  • Slippers
  • Socks
  • Lots of paper – Karyn has so much paper in her office that she’s not going to miss anything that I’ve chewed or so she is hoping. One day I swept everything off her desk including her clock. Why? Because I could.
  • I take stuff out of wastebaskets and spread it around the house sort of like confetti on New Year’s Day.
  • One day she left the pantry open and I ate these funky dog biscuits; they were stale. I ate them anyway.
  • Sandee’s pantie liner – Karyn said that was too kinky and don’t talk about that in public.

She just bought these cool turquoise boots and I know she is going to be out-to-lunch in a hurry one day and then I’ll have my way with them.

Mama Karyn is so dumb sometimes. She comes home and obviously the place is a mess because I was busy messing it up and she says, “Did you do this?”  Duh.  Who does she think did it – the boogie man? I usually look her in the eye and wag my tail and walk away.

Other than being in-cor-ri-gi-ble, life is great here.

Love you, mean it

Ta Ta for now

Lily aka Drama Queen

Greyhound Humor: Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride 2009/10/20

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Pretty Lily is happy to be home

Pretty Lily is happy to be home

Mama Karyn wanted to do something nice for me, but it backfired.

Here’s the story.

A few weeks ago, Sandee who has purple hair and 32 heart tattoos on her arms and is a long time friend came to visit. She visits twice a year. I have her trained because when she visits, she pets me for hours.

Anyway Mama Karyn had to go pick up her CSA west of the UA, she had a bright idea that I could go for a ride. She said, “Let’s take Lily for a ride. The only time she goes anywhere is to the vet. I want to give her a positive experience.”

So it was a Friday around 4:15 p.m. and we all piled into the car. I have a hard time getting in the car so that is why another person is necessary to sit in the back seat with me.

We get to our destination and Mama K. jumps out of the car leaving me with Sandee. I don’t like being left and I was very nervous especially since I couldn’t see Karyn. About 5 minutes later she comes back and I gave a good sigh of relief.

I forgot to tell you that this was a hot day like 95. Mama takes the route on busy 4th Avenue and the traffic is backed up. She says some bad words. After about four signals we turn left onto 6th Street and smoke starts pouring out from under the car hood.

Mama says, “WHAT THE F***!”

So she panics and turns down the first street she sees which is a one way street going the wrong way and parks the car. The hood of the car looks like a chimney. Some dude in a truck drives up and says the cops are out in full force and we’re going to be towed away.

Karyn freaks! She writes some note and puts in on the dashboard and we jump out of the car. She is acting like a mad woman and both Sandee and I are running to keep up. I have no idea where we’re going. The ground is hot and there are dogs and people everywhere.

Finally we go in a store and it’s cool inside. I am greeted by Lizzie and Leah at Silver Sea Jewelry Store. I am almost relieved but then I heard, “I’ll be back.” And she leaves the store. I already told you that I don’t like to be left. WHERE’S MY MAMA KARYN?

While she was gone, Sandee, Lizzie, and Leah tried to soothe me but I was too nervous. I ran laps around the store and behind the counters. Then Leah left. After what seemed like eternity, Karyn came back and said we have to go. I was so relieved that I finally drank some water.

We found Leah and I was supposed to jump in her car. I cannot jump in Mama’s car but I was nervous and tried. I missed and cried out. Karyn helped me. Whatever! I could stay in the back seat with my head on Karyn’s lap.

Leah drove us home. They all sat down and I got fed. I was so relieved to be home. Then they abruptly left. That’s okay I was glad to be home.

No place like home.

Love ya,  Lily, aka Drama Queen

(photo by Loren Dawn)

Greyhound Humor: Tucson Drama Queen 2009/09/13

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Lily, the reluctant goofy greyhound

Lily, the reluctant goofy greyhound


Fans, it’s been awhile. Mama Karyn doesn’t let me near the computer. Now she’s on FaceBook and wastes more time than usual. Is that possible?

Last week I counter surfed and scored a delicious treat – span-a-ko-pita, but more about that later.

It’s been a long hot summer. Did I say hot, hot, hot? I had to wear my Storm Defender cape a lot because it lightened and thundered but that did not always bring rain.

Mama Karyn is nuts. I always thought so but now it’s confirmed.

One night when it was raining really hard, mama Karyn went outside on the patio wearing only a t-shirt and panties and danced around…by herself.

She wanted me to come too but no way. She was laughing and yelling, “RAIN BABY RAIN.” What will the neighbors think? She came back in the house soaking wet, wrapped herself in a towel, and drank a beer. I just looked on in disgust. Is that any way for an aging baby boomer to act? Where’s the AARP police when you need them?

But back to moi – Once a month, I go to see Dr. Janet at Sunrise Pet Clinic  for my acupuncture and cold laser therapy treatment. I am happy to report that my beautiful back legs have not splayed for two months.

In July, mama Karyn went on a vacation…without me. Marilyn my dog sitter stays with me when mama Karyn leaves. Marilyn is truly my love slave. She massages me twice a day and continually grooms me and adores me unlike Karyn who mostly just ignores me. We sit outside a lot because Marilyn smokes like a chimney.

One day Marilyn came over and I panicked. I thought mama Karyn was leaving but I didn’t see her packing. I thought she was trying to trick me but Marilyn just visited. Phew!

Lots of stuff has been happening to the house. Karyn’s messy office is now in another room – it’s still messy. She told me I might not like the changes but we’ll have to wait and see. Lots of strangers have been here to fix or alter this or that.

Now back to counter surfing which is a hobby of mine. Last week, one of Karyn’s many friends – Ditte Lokon — came over and brought homemade span-a-ko-pita. Can you believe they sat there in front of me and ate them? Even though I SAT there politely and watched, nobody offered me a taste? How rude!

Then they rushed out. When Karyn rushes, she forgets stuff. She left a span-a-ko-pita in a Ziploc bag on the counter. I couldn’t open the bag so I chewed through it. Yum………..it was layers of buttery goodness.

The next day Karyn wanted to eat it for breakfast and she looked all over the refrigerator. She found remnants of the plastic bag on my dog bed and just shook her head. She’s not the only gourmand in the family.

Ta Ta for now

Love you, mean it

Lily, the Drama Queen

Greyhound Humor: Tucson Foster Failure 2009/08/10

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How sweet Donut is

How sweet Donut is

Written by Judith Weiser


Dear Friends and family,


A foster failure, that is.  In the dog rescuing world, someone who agrees to foster an animal and then cannot bear to part with it is a “foster failure”.  In my case, Arizona Greyhound Rescue (AGR) put out a plea for temporary fosters for a couple of dogs that had spay surgery coming up.  (Everyone likes a little TLC after surgery!)  One was described as  “petite female”, and that description caught my interest for reasons explained below.  (I had already promised Slim that I would honor him by lavishing my love on another deserving hound when the time was right.) 

So, I picked up “Bella Wetnwild” at the kennel and dropped her off to be spayed.  When I went back to get her afterwards, she was still VERY dopey, and I understood why AGR did not want these dogs to just go back to their cage at the kennel post surgery.  She was able to stagger to the car, but the vet tech had to pick her up and put her behind the front seats.  She stood up for a few minutes, leaning against the back wall of the cab.  The next thing I knew, she was down for the count.

Bella Wetnwild, quickly renamed Donut, was barely 2 years old and had just started her racing career when she experienced  a minor but career-ending crack in a bone in one of her rear legs during a race.  Lucky Dog!  (And lucky me, I didn’t have to deal with yucky teeth from years of eating that soft hi protein racing goo!)

We spent four days together before I had to go back to work.  Each of us had things to learn.  She learned that even if you go behind the closet door, you’re NOT gonna find that dog from the mirror on the other side. 

I had to learn that Donut was just like me when I was a kid: if you told me not to do something, it made it that much more attractive.  

When I put up baby gates blocking the kitchen & the stairs, she figurered out a way to get over, under, thru or around them.  (I actually think she FLEW into the loft and back down while I was at work one day.  The barriers were totally undisturbed, but she definitely had been up there.)  So the barriers came down, I pulled the knobs off the stove and I taught her how to climb up & down the stairs.  (Something Slim never learned, even tho he REALLY wanted to hang out with me up there.)  Donut has claimed the loft as her hangout when I’m at work.  She sits on the couch looking out the window until she is tired, then sacks out until I get home.

Donut has become more comfortable here every day.  She is less leery and more playful.  Through it all she has been nothing but sweet and loving.  A woman at the dog park this morning told me “Inside that great big chest Greyhounds have is nothin’ but heart!”   I think she summed it up.

Oh yeah, and I found Donut upstairs the other day lookin’ out the window and she was nothin’ but SMILES.

The name Donut is in honor of AGR’s Daphne, who never made it to her forever home.  I got very attached to her after meeting her at the kennel almost 4 years ago, and always referred to her as “Lil Donut”.   (I used to say she was Slim’s “mini me”, since she looked just like him, but weighed about half as much!)   After we lost her, I told myself if I ever had a petite female, I would call her Donut and give her the kind of home that I wished Daphne could have had.

Judith Weiser

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