This is not a post about weather, humans.
Although while we’re on the subject, it did start gloomy and wet, clearing up later. No, this post is about doggos, and specifically, the greycious hound. Mum and Dad said it was going to be a lazy day, but frankly, it was mostly like any other day for me. Breakfast, then a snooze, then a little sniff about, then demand a tummy tickle, then lie in the sun a bit, then a little walkie, then beg for a snack… well, you get the idea. I did get a quick trot about off-leash in Touch Park after Mum had done the grocery shopping. But the most exciting part of the day came just before dinner.
I demanded to go outside. Mum just wasn’t getting the message. So what if I’d been out only 17 minutes earlier? Anyway, I stood there staring at the door till she gave in. And so we were walking down one of the paths in the caravan park when a lady came out of her RV and asked to pet me. Turns out, she and her husband are retired greyhound trainers, and they travel with 3 doggos, a lab and two greys! Out came the greys to say hello.
The black going grey is Crazy and the fawn is Rex. They’re both retired racers, very fast and twice my age. I was very polite and respectful. Mum told me later I had nothing to feel awkward about, I’m a healthier weight, I’m much shinier, my teeth are amazing compared with theirs, I’m not all scarred and my ears are in much better condition. So I felt better after that. It’s like meeting your sporting idols, only to find out they have broken noses and arthritis and dodgy backs and need to wear glasses.
Their Mum and Dad live in their RV and are travelling around Australia, only their home base is in Victoria, so they’re staying in Queensland for the time being to keep away from the Covid-19-thingy. I wondered, and it seems Mum did too, where two people and three large dogs put themselves inside a not very big (7.5m/25ft) RV all year round. Must get rather cosy in there…. And the humans have been here for a month but have never taken their doggos to any of the three perfectly good fenced dog parks, didn’t even know where they were.
So Mum and Dad and I are going to show them tomorrow. I hope Crazy and Rex will enjoy many nice zoomies in the future, after being shut up in that RV for so long except for short walks. Mr Lab is old and has bad hips, and so doesn’t miss the running.
That’s my good deed for the grey…. (Sorry, I couldn’t stop him. He’s picked up the pun bug from me – Mum)