It’s the National Ploughing Championships next week in Tullamore (you heard it here first, folks). J asked me whether I’d take Bertie down and help man the IGB stand for a day (The Irish Greyhound Board have a trust promoting greyhounds as pets). As it turned out our geography was a bit dodgy and it turned out to be a bit of a long drive, but also I had to tell J that Bert is no good example for anyone wishing to adopt a greyhound. He’s rather over-enthusiastic and having a very large furry rocket coming full pelt at you for a kiss is not going to further the cause, methinks. Now don’t get me wrong, we LOVE Bertie. In fact, he’s the most pampered, indulged, spoilt greyhound possibly in the whole world. He is regularly smothered in kisses, has beds upstairs and down (no idea why as he prefers our bed or the sofa), sometimes gets porridge for breakfast, and has a fur-lined coat for when it’s nippy. But I’m a realist, and let’s face it, they’re not the prettiest looking dogs in the world. In the village shop recently, Hubby picked up a card for the local boarding kennels. ‘Oh, do you have a dog?’ the lady enquired. And on hearing that yes, we have a greyhound, the lady answered ‘I love dogs but they would be my least favourite - they’re so UGLY’.
Now instead of being offended, Hubby nodded sagely. Because, you see, in some ways she’s right. Take the revolting sight of Bertie roaching on the spare bed. He has back legs like grotesquely enlarged chicken drumsticks that are not only completely bald, but because he’s a blue fawn his skin is black, too. He’s huge, spindly and has a ridiculously long nose and skinny tail, too. All of this I can see, but from some angles he’s actually very pretty, as other pictures I’ve posted do prove (unless I’m just blinded by love). Ah well, as me Mam often points out, looks aren’t everything - he’s very warm and cuddly in bed and his fur smells yummy too. Still, we’ll keep him away from the IGB stand. Just in case he frightens the children.



Comment by SUSAN B — September 22, 2007 @ 10:34 pm
Comment by englishmuminireland — September 23, 2007 @ 10:01 am
He really is a smashing dog.
Comment by Isitjustme? — September 23, 2007 @ 6:48 pm
Unfortunately I’ll probably have to bury either my desire for a greyhound OR The Ultimate Other Half.
I’m quite keen on The Ultimate Other Half as well so it’s touch and go. Sir Sprout would miss him a lot as well. And I need somebody with over 6ft frame for changing light bulbs.
Guess no greyhound then.
Life is cruel.
Comment by Foreigner — September 24, 2007 @ 12:42 pm
Foreigner: Cruel. Hmm…other half or greyhound. Tough decision. Yes, it’s rather nice to spoil him knowing he worked bloody hard for his living (well, he tried). I know other retireds don’t have the same happy ending.
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