More Sleeping?! - Seriously?!

As if greyhounds really do anything other than sleep.

Reindog?!

Happy Holidays from Indy the reindeer-greyhound!

Indy's Mini Vacation

A few weekends ago, my family took an overnight trip out of town and for some reason I wasn't able to join them. I listened in on some phone conversations and determined that Michael Mann's cats and a stray dog that had just turned up at the house were probably the reasons. I was a little disappointed since they were going to my namesake, Indianapolis. But they promised that my neighbor Marianne would come visit me a few times and feed me and let me out. I figured that was ok, since Marianne is such a nice girl (snausages!!) Once my family was gone, Marianne and I decided I'd enjoy a mini-vacation at her place. So I raced up the stairs (which is an acquired skill for greyhounds) and spent some time laying on her rug and trying to practice my social skills with her cat Spike. Spike wasn't so interested in socializing with me, but who can blame him, I tried to eat his food. All in all, I had a fun time. You can hardly tell that I'm 8 yrs old, since I look like such a vibrant young dog in this photo. What can I say, the camera loves me.

That Baby

That baby loves me. She thinks I'm a pillow.

Nappin' With My Baby

Here I am, caught napping again. I'm not the only guilty one...my baby is napping right along with me. My mom says that the sleeping baby shouldn't be disturbed. I'll try not to fart, but sometimes that's hard. They don't call me "whistle butt" for nothing.

I Love My Couch

I Sleep Funny

My mom is used to seeing me sleep in strange positions. Most common is the one called the roach with all four of my legs up in the air. That one's a greyhound favorite. But this week she saw me do a new one...the head dangle. I must have been thinking about something really complex and needed to get a little more blood to my brain so I hung my head over the edge of the couch. It was pretty comfy.

My Baby Sister

It been a while since I posted anything to my site. But things have been busy around my house. At first I didn't know exactly what was going on. My mom started to put on some weight. I am a gentleman, so I didn't mention anything about it. Then her belly started to get so big that it was harder for me to lay my head on it. Eventually the belly started to kick me. In addition to that clue, I noticed that furniture was being moved around a lot. And some new furniture started to arrive. Strange furniture like a big wooden crate on legs. I hope they don't plan to put me in there. And I'm certainly not wearing any of those new outfits...they are all pink and some come with bibs.

Last week, the gig was up. My grandparents came to stay with us and my mom and dad had bags packed. Then I didn't see my mom for 4 days. I hope she had a relaxing vacation. But now she is back and she brought me a baby sister. My little sister is very sweet. She does whine more than I do but we both like to sleep a lot on get attention from mom and dad. I enjoy the family trips we have made to the park by our house and to the dog park. Yesterday at the dog park I got to introduce my little sister to the other greyhounds in our part of the city.

I've posted some pictures of our first trip to the park as well as a picture of me sharing the couch with my baby sis. I'm so proud of her.

Su Case es Mi Casa

This new house is alllllright. With a little encouragement from Liz and Jace, I've finally decided that it's okay for me to be on the couch. Liz has taken to putting-down a blanket for me to lay on, but I've decided that I also prefer the comfort of a nice soft pillow as well. I still prefer the comfort of my doggie bed most of the time, but the couch is a welcomed change every day or so. Sometimes, I also decide it would be nice to cozy-up next to Liz and Jace while they are sitting on the couch. I like the added attention, but they tend to move around a little too much to be a suitable pillow.

At night, they've also decided that I can sleep on the couch downstairs in their bedroom, too. I think they also appreciate not having to haul my doggie bed to their room every night, too.

Neighborhood Romp

What a blast! I'm not only coming out of my shell at home, but I'm starting to enjoy the dog park with my fellow greyhounds, too. Today, we went back to nearby Eckart Park to romp around with some friends. It was much cooler this time, and there were more friends to meet, too.

This time, we all needed to wear our muzzles since we were in a running mood and they say that's when we're most likely to snap into a competitive streak and nip at one another.

Like last time, my very talkative friend Turtle was there to steal the show. I found out she not only barks a lot, but she's also an expert at retrieving tennis balls -- two things most greyhounds aren't known to do. But I did get in on the act a little bit, barking with her once and chasing the ball a bit. I enjoy dashing after the ball, but I really don't know what to do once I reach it. I might have managed to figure it out, but Turtle and a couple other breeds were never far behind and didn't really give me time to ponder the situation.

After all that running around, some of my buddies got a little winded. Ryan and Mattie both collapsed on the pavement while the rest of us continued to work out our spare energy.

In a surprise move, Liz and Jace met somebody named "Ms. Vet" at the dog park. She seems to have some special attraction to us greyhounds. And I got the faintest impression that -- even though they'd never met -- they'd already made some type of plan to meet; and that I was somehow involved. As we left, I heard them say "See you on Wednesday." Now what does that mean?