My first blog post

Welcome to blog! This is my very first blog post and I’m so excited! Before getting into all the fun pet stuff, let me tell you a little bit about myself.

I’m a very sweet retired greyhound. I was born in Arizona and did my racing career in Tijuana, Mexico. Yes, I’m one of those running dogs that you might have seen on television. I raced 64 times and won a total of 3 races. A few months ago I retired and was brought to Southern California by a wonderful organization called
Fast Friends. They helped me find a foster home where I lived for a short time along with a number of other greyhounds. My foster family had fostered over 100 greyhounds over the years and they were such a lovely couple. I’m flattered to tell you that they thought I was a very special greyhound. I think my pet mum and pet dad thought so too, because when they met me for the first time they both knew immediately that I was the one dog for them. I think my pet mum liked the kisses I gave her and my pet dad loved my grins from the very first moment. Yes, I’m a grinner. When I’m excited I lift up my nose and show my teeth.

A sunny Saturday morning, just a couple of days after I met my pet mum and pet dad for the first time, they came to pick me up. I was a bit nervous during the car ride and when we arrived at the house I had to sniff in every corner and wherever my nose could reach to get familiar with my new home. My pet parents had bought a wonderful bed for me, but at first I preferred to lay on the floor. It wasn’t until they carefully put my paws in the bed I understood how comfortable it was. Now the bed is one of my favorite places. I just love it!

Below are some images from the day I was brought to my forever home.

So that was a little bit about me. In the next blog post I’ll be telling you about my sister who joined our family a few months later. I hope to see you back next week for some more pet talk.

Roooooo! (That’s how we greyounds sing.)


My new pet dad and I at my foster parents’ house. I was a bit shy at first.

Some of my greyhound friends I lived with in my foster home.

In the car on the way to my forever home.

Checking out my new home.

At first I preferred to lay on the floor...

…but when I realized how comfortable my new bed was, it quickly became my favorite place.

I loooooove my bed!

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