Happy Birthday Lottie!!!!

Amazingly a whole year has passed since we adopted Lottie, AKA the brindle rocket. She's now also 5 years old (we adopted her on her birthday).

Looking back at my first blog entries, I can see how nervous we were about getting a greyhound and the changes that it'd entail for our relatively care-free lifestyle.

In the end it turned out that our fears were unfounded.

A Nervous Start

Lottie was initially very nervy (she trembled all the way home when we picked her up), but she quickly adjusted and slotted right in. I remember writing in one of my first blog entries "In just 6 weeks she's settled in and started to come out of her shell"

It now seems really funny to think that she struggled with alien concepts such as stairs and believe it or not sofas. Nowadays of course she owns our sofas. Stairs are not a problem in the least - they provide access to the upstairs bed for canine sprawling purposes.

Instead of waiting downstairs as we go up the stairs, whining pitifully, Lottie is usually first up or down, bolting past us and waiting at the top or bottom of the stairs, just in case there's a walk or treat up for grabs.

Another unexpected bonus of adopting a retired greyhound has been the amazing community of greyhound owners we've met.

There's a real Greyhound mafia - Most greyhound owners tend to stay in touch. Best of all, Lottie has a lot of regular playmates that she likes to zoom around the dog park with at improbable speeds. Many greyhound owners have since become firm friends.

Ninja Food Thievery

In the early stages of Lotties adoption, counter surfing was a common occurrence. (I had even considered calling her insinkerator given her penchant for ninja-like food thievery). Having only ever owned small dogs before, we were completely unprepared for the giraffe like necks of greyhounds, not to mention their uncanny ability to reach food on benchtops.

One particularly epic counter-surf saw Lottie stealing some fillet steak,packaging and all. We caught her chomping into it and realised to our horror that she'd eaten the clingfilm wrapped around the steak.

We rushed her off to the after-hours emergency vet, who promptly gave her meds to induce vomiting.

Lottie duly complied.

Even though partially digested and chewed steak materialised, there was no sign of the clingfilm.

Stressed out, tired and several hundred dollars poorer, we headed home - only to find the clingfilm had been bundled into the trash with the mangled and chewed steak packaging.

Perhaps the biggest milestone with Lottie was obedience. No matter what any greyhound expert tells you, remember this: The way to a greyhounds brain is through their stomachs.

Like most greyhounds, our girl is food obsessed and will do anything for a treat. Once we learnt this there was no looking back and Lottie passed obedience with flying colors. The fact both Shelly and Sonya, the instructors are also amazing with dogs and people also made a huge difference.

Bomber: Best Friends Fur-Ever

In what must be the ultimate endorsement of Greyhounds, we decided we liked life with Lottie so much that we'd adopt another greyhound. Not so long afterwards Bomber, a big black ex racer boy originally from Australia arrived. Lottie and him bonded really quickly and are now inseparable best friends fur-ever. It isn't unusual to see then curled up on a sofa together or snuggled up in the back of our car.


What really amazes is just how fast all this seems to have happened. the year with Lottie has literally flown past.

This scares me more than a little because each and every minute I spend with Lottie and Bomber is so unbelievably precious. If only there was a way to slow time!!

If there's things I've learnt from Lottie over the past year, its these:

Live life in the moment. Love what you do and who you are with. Food on the counter is fair game.


Happy Birthday Lottie! We both love you heaps you mad dog!