For those who don’t know, this is Dylan, my first Greyhound. He’s 10 years old now and we’ve had him for 5 years. Since having him, I’ve seen him sleep, eat, and tremble. He’s a very nervous and useless dog. I still love him though because he’s too lazy to move and therefore lets me give him massive cuddles. He never complains. Sometimes he’ll get stuck somewhere and instead of crying for help, he’ll wait patiently (sometimes hours) for someone to come to his assistance. So yeah. He’s not like other dogs.

He wasn’t always like this though. He used to race and, surprisingly, he was half decent. His race name was Tafari Bale. There are lots of ‘Bale’ dogs that are all quite successful and little Dylan was one of them! This is why he was a little older when we adopted him- he was too damn good. He even won Greyhound of the Month in January 2010. He would’ve been 3 years old and here’s a video of him claiming that title. Unfortunately, there’s another video of him pulling up early in a trial run. This shows more of his current personality. Still, I’m a proud mother.

For those wondering how my other dog, Maxie, did as a racer…Just, don’t even go there. He’s an embarrassment to planet Earth. His race name was General Maxie and he sucked. Fortunately, I’ve been told that his previous owners were really nice to him and weren’t overly obsessed with the racing industry, and therefore treated him as a normal dog. I’m confused though as to why he doesn’t act like a normal dog…

Maxie was born to sleep. Dylan was a born runner though, and still loves it. Whenever we take him to the beach or a big field, he pulls on the lead and gets excited for a big run. Both of them do a mad sprint on their way back from peeing in the garden. At the end of the day, I have two very happy retired racers.