Indy continues to be totally adorable, so chilled and is just entering that oh boy am I happy or what, it's lovely when the penny drops and they realise they will be walked and fed regularly and life can be good. He is however perhaps because he was living on the streets a bin raider, several times he's been in the bin but yesterday he got his head stuck in the bin lid and Eric took it off him and told him off but didn't take a photo, grrr now wouldn't that have made a great scrap page LOL. So we now call him Indiana Jones raider of the kitchen bin!
Rocky a 5 year old blue greyhound.........................
Dawn's daughter Tanya works a a vet nurse at our vets and rang Saturday asking if we were still looking for a greyhound, I explained Indy (OK so his name is officially Zucco) had arrived last Saturday so NO! she had a chap called Scott in the surgery desperately trying to find a home for his greyhound as home and job circumstances had changed and he has no one to look after Rocky. So I held out all Saturday but Sunday we caved and rang Scott and said bring Rocky over. Rocky spent the day with us, bit nerve racking as he's only recently retired from racing and is still very keen and alert and is still intact. Scott has owned Rocky since a puppy and raced him (bad bad man we have of course re educated him) and had a super retirement home lined up for him that fell through at the last minute. Rocky will be arriving here tomorrow as a foster dog whilst we all try to work at finding him a lovely permanent home, no I can't keep him 9 is too many even for us. Scott is arranging for his boy bits to be removed so guess we'll be taking him to vets next week.
All other hounds are well and hoping the sun may come back as it's been flippin freezing cold here this week.