Four days ago we had to say goodbye to Faith, our greyhound.
Eight years ago she came to us at four, off a track in Florida. New to a home with loving people. And immediately became a couch potato.
She could run fast as the wind on her self-made race track around the horse trailer as the other dog sat and just watched.
She never did learn how to play "normal" dog games. Clearly life at the track didn't include that luxury.
I could go on (and on) but will just say she was the one of the sweetest dogs we've known.
We miss her every day and the house seems empty without her.
Phinny is trying to adjust to being the solo dog of the house now.
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