Monday, 24 March 2014

A dog's life

Back in September we finally went to collect Gala, a rescue Spanish Greyhound, (see previous posts) after visits had been made by members of the association to check we were OK for the dog, vice versa, fences high enough, the cat wouldn't get eaten etc.
One thing they never did check is what sort of sleeping arrangement she would have.
I think I must send them this picture of the poor long-suffering hound on her sun bed where she spends quite a bit of time when not on the sofa or having 'walkies'.
At least me managed to give one of these incredibly graceful hounds a good home; sadly there are thousands of others each year who live a life of beatings, stab wounds and finally a death that I cannot write of, as my keyboard will become soggy and thus useless.
For anyone who would like to adopt a 'Galgos/Galgas check out this link. There are other associations too in France, UK, Netherlands and elsewhere.

Good choice of dog: brilliant for exercise. Gala will hike happily all day, or make do with a couple of fifteen minute walkies and then lie about looking beautiful. They are, or she certainly is, completely docile with people, kids, dogs and cats (in the house anyway). She smells lightly of warm toast, drops virtually no hair and came to us house trained. She woofs very occasionally, and it's usually for a good reason — help my bladder is full, or the other. 
And you get to have a dog that might have appeared in a previous life in any number of Italian Renaissance court paintings at the feet of some royal person or other.  (UK)

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