Today was Brambleberry Greyhounds first greyhound ‘play date’ of the year.
The kennel where Sid goes for his hydrotherapy sessions is kind enough to loan us the use of one of their fields in exchange for a donation to the Retired Greyhound Trust – we only charge Â£1 per dog, so it’s affordable for everyone – and with a few simple rules in place, the dogs are introduced to each other and if everyone gets along, let off leash for free running and play.
It’s always fun to see greyhounds meet each other.Â Even the least sociable will perk up when they meet others of their own kind.Â The dogs in the pictures are muzzled, but only because dogs running together in a group can get excited and nip as they run, and greyhounds have such thin skin that injuries can result.Â The exception is Amy, a lovely old soul of fourteen years, who pottered around on her shaky old legs and did no running at all. The others were all pretty respectful of her and for the most part left her alone, although Sid took a shine to her, and she apparently liked him, too.
Pretty little Poppy kept throwing herself to the ground and rolling around in delight.Â I didn’t manage to get a good picture of her wriggling, which is sad, because it was most amusing.
After the first flush of freedom wore off, everybody settled down and they all just trotted around exploring the field, the agility equipment and each other, and making friends with the humans.Â And of course, trying to get the silly plastic things off their faces by goosing everyone.Â Poor OH is at exactly the wrong height .. from his point of view.Â The hounds seemed to think he was exactly the right height to use as a scraping tool, and seemed oblivious to his yelps.Â Perhaps they thought he was enjoying the game.
They did it to everyone though.Â No favourites!
And Sid proved that he’s feeling much better, now, thank you.Â He ran so fast today that my heart was in my mouth.Â He did step awkwardly at one point and yelp, but he carried straight on and doesn’t appear to have done himself any lasting harm.Â He had so much fun, bless him.
Here he is proving that you can’t catch him, no matter if he is missing a leg.