Rally to the Rescue

Last Saturday I was at the Rally to the Rescue event at the Midway Mall. It was a pet adoption and there were lots of dogs who needed good homes. The nice people at WOBL/WDLW and Leadership Lorain County worked hard to make the event.

I was there from about 10 am to noon greeting folks who wanted to learn more about greyhounds. There were also some people who heard about my Five Roos blog and who wanted to meet me. I was glad to make their acquaintance.

My Mom and Dad were on the radio talking about my Five Roos blog, about Erie Shore Greyhound Adoption of Ohio and all about the greyhound breed. They told folks how I started my blog and that it is fun and silly. Dad also said that my blog tells folks what good pets us greyhounds make and why we roo.

The man in the radio asked Dad to say what a roo sounded like, and Dad did a terrible couple of roos. I was so embarrassed, he didn’t do it right. The man in the radio should have asked me to roo for him. I am a good rooer!

The Rally to the Rescue also has a Facebook page. I looked on the Facebook and guess whose picture is there? Yep, a nice lady took my picture and put it on the Facebook. I hope people will “like” it.

I had a fun day and I am always happy when dogs get adopted. I give it 3.5 roos.

My Mom, the racer!

My Mom and my Dad did a 5K race last Saturday for the Red Cross. They said the Red Cross was nice to our family when there was an accident two years ago. They want to do one 5K race every month for different causes and to get some exercise.

My Mom did good in the race and the newspaper took a picture of her and put it on the front page! That’s right, she was on the front page and lots of people saw it. They said it was a “Fantastic Finish.” My mom looked cute in the paper, and she didn’t try to win the race like me—she just wanted to get healthy.

It’s okay when people do races, because they want to—it’s their choice. Us greyhounds don’t have a choice; the people who race greyhounds for money tell us we have to or we get yelled at. They say, “Go Sky, run faster.” I tried telling the people I was going as fast as I could go! I am Sky, not Jimmy John’s.

If we don’t run fast enough and win the race, then they don’t love us anymore and don’t care what happens to us. They don’t want to be our friends or feed us if we can’t win races.

Thank goodness rescue groups come get us because they give us to homes that love us and don’t care if we can win the race. I don’t care if mom wins the race either. I love her either way.

Seeing my Mom in the paper is pretty cool. I give it 4.0 roos.

Happy Anniversary!

On April 4, we celebrated my one year anniversary of my new family. That might not seem like a long time to you—but that is seven dog years to me!

I will always remember the day I got my new home; it was the day before my Mom’s birthday. That’s what she wanted for her birthday, a retired racer like me!

When I first came to my new family, I was real shy and tried to be real good and not get into trouble. I sat quietly in my bed to see if they liked me. I didn’t ask for any treats, and I stayed out of the kitchen and off the furniture. But I am not shy anymore, I like to run around and dance and roo. I think my family loves me. They always say they love me—and give me hugs and kisses. I think Petey even loves me!

It has gone so fast, I can’t believe it. It seems like yesterday. Now I have a nice family and I hope they are going to keep me forever—I think they will.

I am so happy ESGAO took good care of me and found me a new home!

Anniversaries are fun, I give it 4.5 roos!