Dusty and me

What else is a greyhound supposed to do on these rainy pre-summer days? ---------- It's the dawn of summer here in South Florida -- which means all-day steady rains mixed with some lightning and thunder here and there and 30-minute power outages. A perfect day for us retired guys to just hang out in front of the TV and watch for the torrential rain to slow to a drizzle so you can get your energetic hound outside for couple minutes and a little relief. This is the first time I've endured this kind of day since Dusty became part of my home in November. She's handling it like a champ. I've been able to get her outside for a couple of minutes twice today, and she took advantage of her opportunity both times. I guess I should relax a little. She seems less nervous about having to get outside to take care of business than I am. In the meantime, she's doing what greyhounds do best in idle hours -- snoozing the day away. Our dedicated DHL driver did show up...

N ot too many things in the world Dusty likes more than a romp at the dog park. I like to get her out for about 30 minutes a couple times a week to let her burn off some energy. It's still easy to get outside in some pleasant weather in the mornings before the sun gets too intrusive. Taking a breather but guarding her prize: She'll grab that ball and play keep-away for a few minutes if I make a grab for it ---------- I used to buy cheap tennis balls for her. But I've discovered she loves those squeaky rubber spike balls -- even though the squeakies don't last for more than about three minutes. After those things die, you can hear the air making compression sounds inside the ball when she chews on it. But she doesn't mind -- she loves chewing those things, and the balls themselves seem indestructible. Supposedly, the spikes massage her teeth and gums and provide some dental-health benefit. I dropped a link to one for sale at Amazon.com at the end of this ...