A greyhound changes your dinner party conversations from politics to poo.
It is the one thing that no-one really plans...you plan a greyhound, and get a person.
A greyhound is the only one who can win an argument without saying a word.
A greyhound is flying paws and legs and a chocolaty kiss when daddy comes home from work.
The 24 kilo greyhound in my life is the only who could get this overweight 58 year old arthritic grandmother crawling around on the floor playing 'big roary lions'.
A greyhound is finding half a sausage in your handbag. (Moll protests at that one, she says the only place she would leave any part of a sausage is in her tummy!).
A greyhound is a sudden lack of jammie dodgers!
A greyhound is a fight for the chocolate pudding, with 'guess who' winning.
A greyhound is the tightness you feel in your throat when you look in on them fast asleep in their beds.
Our greyhound promptly sicked on his dads' boss. He has always been loyal, but now thank goodness, he has now learned to hide the family feelings.
Life with greyhounds is never dull!
Would you like to see a snap of our first greyhound? Woe betide anybody who doesn't - off with their heads!
