Golden Boy

My boyfriend, during a conversation on what to post on Comfort Zone's blog, came up with an idea that was sure to help CeeZee get adopted:

"Oh, look. The dog laid an egg. I think it's golden."

OK, so he doesn't lay golden eggs. He doesn't lay eggs at all. He is though a golden boy. Do you want a sweet, loving, happy fawn boy who enjoys lounging around the house, snuggling, playing in the yard, going for walks & really going & doing anything with you? If so, better hurry & get your application in. This guy is worth the rush, I promise.

Groomed for success

Hello to all my admirers. (Foster mom says I have admirers. How wonderful!) It has been an exciting couple of weeks. Early last week we all loaded up in the truck & went on a short ride. It was Venus, Stellaluna & I riding together with the screened windows in the back of the truck open. Woohoo! That was so much fun. Foster mom, well she isn't a smooth shifter so I really had to learn to balance & hang on. Then she stopped & we all unloaded at a place called "Full-screenDoggie Style" in Loganville. It was The Groomers. I didn't know what that was but the people inside were very nice and happy to see us. They love Greyhounds and took good care of us so I could be all clean and neat when I went out to see my public later in the week. They commented on how happy & friendly I am. There were these little dogs already there for their beauty appointment. They barked at me but I was more interested in the people. The groomers made a fuss over me. It was not yet my turn for a bath so they offered me a place to sleep. When they opened the kennel door I went right in & settled down to wait. They were happy to have such a good, polite boy who cooperated through the whole appointment. Soon foster mom picked us up and we got to ride back home again.

Later in the week we needed some supplies so I got to go shopping at Lowe's. This time I rode in the back seat of the car. I am still learning how to get in. I put my front feet on the seat & then try to figure out how to get my back feet in. It isn't like stairs at all. I can do stairs. So foster mom helped me get my hind end into the car. We had a nice ride that was so far I fell asleep on the way. Once we got there I was very excited to get out & see all the sites. So many people watched me walk down the aisles showing how happy & confident I am. There were lots of things to see & sniff but I did not try to take anything with us. Left that for my foster parents. When we stopped to check out of the store, several people came over to check me out. They were impressed with my behavior. (Foster mom says I still pull on leash a little but after the initial excitement, I walk well.) Then we got back in the car & I took another little nap on the way home.

That's my update for last week. Foster mom tells me I am a very good boy. Don't you want to come meet me? I'll keep an eye out for you.

Best Friends

> Here are a couple of pics from prior slide show.

Some fantastic...

CeeZee is a typical Greyhound. He sleeps a lot. Loves to play with stuffies. Adores food. Usually in the yard he just goes out to do his business then quickly comes back on the porch to come inside. And every now & then he likes a good romp with his new best friend, Stellaluna (she's the shaggy hound)...

Earning priveleges

In our home, privileges have to be earned. CeeZee showed early on that he could be good inside if allowed some freedom so quickly earned the privilege of not being closed into his xpen except when we were not able to supervise him for long. By being good in those circumstances he earned the privilege of freedom inside also when we were not there. We have now been gone from the house for as long as four hours with CeeZee having free access to the first floor of the house along with our other dogs. He has been very good each time so he will now only be confined to the xpen during meals, canine meals not human, and the crate at night. He gets along beautifully with all three of our dogs.

CeeZee is still curious about the kitties sometimes but if I call him or the cats tell him to bug off, he turns & leaves them alone. If the cats are sleeping or lounging around downstairs he ignores them. If they come running downstairs or start playing, he wants to check them out. He gets rewarded when the cats are in the room with him but he ignores them. We interrupt or otherwise distract him when he shows interest in the cats. I would definitely call him cat tolerant. Of course, careful introductions will be necessary for each new cat in new surroundings but I would expect the results to be similar in another home. Special care would need to be taken with little kittens darting about. He would need extra help to learn that they should be roommates not playmates. It would be the same with any dog, not just a Greyhound.

Does anyone want a gentle, beautiful, loving hunk of hound? If so, we have a handsome, young, fawn boy who would love to meet you. Put your application in today for this extra special guy.

What a love bug!

This boy is so loving. Someone is going to be very lucky to get such a sweet, gentle, affectionate hound.

Stunner

Have I mentioned how handsome this boy is? Normally I only blog about a foster's personality-fabulous, training- quick learner, cute little quirks- tail wags in full circles like a helicopter propeller or true confessions such as 1) leash walking is better but he still needs the front clip harness & 2) CeeZee inhales his food faster than any dog who has ever pasted through our house & then sometimes belches... quite loudly. :)

In addition to all that, CeeZee is gorgeous. Muscles? Oh yeah! He is lean & racey looking but also sturdy. No toothpick legs on this boy. He is poetry in motion when he runs. Standing still he often looks like he is posing for a portrait.

Of course then you call him & he bounces over to you acting silly with his long tail twirling in happy circles. That's part of having Greyhounds. They go from graceful to goofy in a millisecond.

Still, it must be said. This boy is a looker.

Laura