It's not funny lying in bed night after night dwelling on why you so called "rescued" a cat from the SPCA, brought him to his "Forever Home" where he was promptly terrorised (in his mind) by the Black Sniper, and finally ran away to a life of garbage bins and sticking out ribs. Nightmare.
We are now taking submissions for the 2017 GAP Calendar! We will also have some photography tips on the website soon.
All photos need to be landscape and at least 300dpi to be at the best quality for printing. Please save each file with the dog's pet and racing names (or 'unraced') in order to make them easy to identify. In photos with more than one dog please identify which dog is which to save any embarrassing mistakes!
Why should I crate train my Greyhound? Crate training your greyhound is a great way to ensure a smooth transition from a kennel environment into a home. A crate gives your greyhound its own space in an unfamiliar house, helps with toileting, cat training, child safety and also protects your home from any mischief a new greyhound could get up to. It is suitable for almost all types of greyhound as it provides comfort and security for the more nervous and shy dogs, and safety and protection for the more outgoing and mischievous types.
We were all surviving and had made it to the end of the third week. Despite the setback of The Great Chase Down the Hall, relationships all round seemed pretty good. Benjamin had got over the set back after a day or two and Lilo seemed to adopt a supercilious air as if she had made her "I-Can-Outrun-You-Any-Day-Mate€ point. Harmony reigned.
June 19 was a very special day on the greyhound calendar as the hundreds of greyhounds and dozens of other canine 'supporters' took to streets, trails and parks all over New Zealand as part of the Great Global Greyhound Walk (GGGW). This is an annual event of mass, synchronised greyhound walks around the world to raise awareness of the breed and help promote greyhound adoptions. The New Zealand walks were part of an overall global coordinated effort, and if fact, because of our time zone, kicked the whole thing off.
I was just thinking, now don't get the wrong idea, it doesn't happen often.
A man at my time of life should have a sports car, so why have I recently bought a people mover instead?
7 seats when I only need 2 (one really, but don't tell anyone)
Actually a motorbike would do nicely.
" So why?" you ask, does a fifty odd (very odd some would say) year old man need a people mover.
For some reason he though he may get a dog, not just any dog, but a Husky.
Gucci would have to be one of the most spoilt greyhounds around.
She has been with us for about 18 months now and has melted her way into the entire family's hearts. She spends her day time at my Dads, following him round for pats or sleeping in the sun, and spends the evenings with me, playing with her toys or sleeping on her bed (She is taking her retirement very seriously by getting as much sleep as possible.)
As a homeopath based in Napier I see people with chronic and acute illness every day. It never ceases to amaze me how this form of natural, safe, effective medicine has the ability to trigger the body's innate ability to heal itself and often within minutes, hours or days. The medicines are mainly made from plant, mineral and animal material and instead of treating the disease, we try to find the substance which matches the whole person and the presenting complaints. That means various factors must be considered: What is the causation? What makes the symptoms better or worse?
Establish a relationship with the best Vet you can find. Depending on the overall condition of your dog it may be advisable to have it checked every six months. Your Vet should be someone whom you trust and with whom you feel very comfortable.
Educate yourself about the conditions common to older pets and the therapies used for them. Be alert to symptoms so that you can bring them to your Vet's attention promptly.
Feed your older dog the best food you can afford. Consider feeding two small meals daily rather than one large one.
Having signed on the dotted line for Lilo nearly two years ago, I thought that the reality of ever having a cat would be remote, at best.
Blindsided by the pitfalls described on various fatalistic web-sites, I kept pushing the idea of a cat to the back burner. The image of Lilo dashing through the garden with an inert cat in her mouth was pretty easy to conjure up.
I missed a cat about the place and decided to revisit the idea. I contacted Lilo's original trainer, who had written on the adoption form that: