@Kelly Gwen

<---- another greyhound rescuer here. We've had Hank for almost 7 years now and he is WONDERFUL. We named him Hank because he is about as down to earth, antiracing, do your own thing in your own time as you can get. For fun, here's a picture of him relaxing on the straw we put down over some grass seed. He loves to lay in the sun, or for that matter, anywhere else that's comfortable.
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He was a 'special needs' rescue, like all my dogs have been. Apparently he was food aggressive and said 'no' to children. He came with a ton of scars and quite a bit of baggage. It took him almost 2 years to let down his guard and not completely wig out at the slightest oddity of sight or sound. Needless to say, he is now comfortably retired.
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I will have to admit that Greyhounds are the most illogical farm dog; but as long as you realize they are companion animals and not working dogs... well then you can't find sweeter animals. I never had dogs until we got our hounds and they've truly won me over.

Our name, Greyfields, is a nice little story I think. After meeting my wife, I started spending a lot of time in England visiting relatives of my mother (from Herefordshire). It was before we were into farming and we went to visit my mother's cousins who have a dairy in Herefordshire. It's in the village of Coddington and called "Woofields".

It was our first exposure to farming or dairies; and it truly was a beautiful farm. We started getting the notion that you can have a good standard of living and be in agriculture at the same time. It certainly planted a seed. "Woofields" derives from Anglo-Saxon for "Fields where the wolves are".

We were searching for our farm name for a very long time and couldn't come up with anything we liked. One day we were driving aroudn in the pickup with the hounds in the back and I muttered something like "I just can't wait to let our greyhounds loose in those big pastures for the first time.". Caroline looked at me and said "Greyfields, Fields where the Greyhounds are."

And it stuck.
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My wife, Ella (brindle) and Shelby (fawn & white, RIP, osteosarcoma) at Long Beach. When they got on the sand, something in their instincts required them to go ape and I was pulled over and drug several times.

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Ella has always tried to teach me to properly cockroach.

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I can't find a good one of Tyson at the moment. He's black, very handsome. I think he's turned 12 now as well.
 
KellyGwen, the football costume is adorable, and inspired! Our son's dogs stay with us all day, and one is a chi. I can't wait to show him the football costume!
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Portia, thanks for sharing the photos of Hank. I'm glad that he ended up with you, and is now comfortable with his life!
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No, they aren't the usual farm dog, though some would rid the place of rabbits...need be! Usually people call them 35 mph couch potatoes, though!
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I love that story of your farm name!!
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Shelby was absolutely beautiful, and had a sweet, intelligent face.

Ella's very pretty, and looks like my friend's Grace. But Grace is a character, if a sweet one. The other day Grace stood at the foot of the bed, as though she couldn't get on, which she's always been able to. So my friend got out of bed to help her, and as soon as she was up, Grace jumped up and laid down in the warmed spot!
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Ella's a good teacher, that's a pretty good roach you're doing there! ; )

Ah, one of my favorite greys, Darrin, was black.

Thanks so much for taking the time to post the photos, I enjoyed them! Anytime you have ones to share, I'm a proven greyhound photo admirer from way back!
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I can't imagine a day without having greyhounds.


Now, I need a border collie for the farm. But, I want greyhounds for the house. They're like big cats, but dogs. I sometimes think the cats say to themselves "Have you ever seen anything sleep so much?"
 

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