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bunnOn Sunday, I took Theo out on a social walk organised by a local greyhound rescue. I wouldn't normally have taken him along, since he's a Greek Harehound and very definitely not a sighthound, but Julie, who runs the course he'd been attending and also organised the walk, suggested that we give it a go.
I wasn't entirely sure how he would react to encountering a huge bunch of greyhounds and lurchers. I thought he might be a bit wary, and was prepared to hang back a bit and take it slowly.
He LOVED it. Even though it was a grey old misty day (so no photos, too mirky for that). He was all over the place wagging like mad, sniffing all the dogs (well, apart from the single Afghan, which surprised him a bit), having a little bounce with some of them. He was SUCH a happy hound.
Conclusion: Theo is a scenthound, but having been raised by a sighthound, he considers sighthounds to be His People.
I didn't take Rosie, because she can really only handle very gentle bimbles now, and also she hates other sighthounds and believes she should be the only one. And she also hates rain, and has decided she will only go out if it's sunny. So many opinions!
We seem to have cleared the last of the Shop orders before Christmas OK, and I've made some progress on a new way of tracking stock that I hope will free up some time next year! And I made a Christmas card, as usual, featuring the Pigfaced Packing Orcs.
And today I went swimming, despite the gloom and wind, in a little sheltered bay where the water wasn't *that* cold, really, a mere nine degrees of so.
If I don't manage another update this month, I wish you all well and I am still reading your posts even if I don't always manage to come up with a comment. Also, apologies to anyone who saw this when I was fighting the editor and it was doing weird stuff. I'm still not entirely used to Dreamwidth.
I wasn't entirely sure how he would react to encountering a huge bunch of greyhounds and lurchers. I thought he might be a bit wary, and was prepared to hang back a bit and take it slowly.
He LOVED it. Even though it was a grey old misty day (so no photos, too mirky for that). He was all over the place wagging like mad, sniffing all the dogs (well, apart from the single Afghan, which surprised him a bit), having a little bounce with some of them. He was SUCH a happy hound.
Conclusion: Theo is a scenthound, but having been raised by a sighthound, he considers sighthounds to be His People.
I didn't take Rosie, because she can really only handle very gentle bimbles now, and also she hates other sighthounds and believes she should be the only one. And she also hates rain, and has decided she will only go out if it's sunny. So many opinions!
We seem to have cleared the last of the Shop orders before Christmas OK, and I've made some progress on a new way of tracking stock that I hope will free up some time next year! And I made a Christmas card, as usual, featuring the Pigfaced Packing Orcs.
And today I went swimming, despite the gloom and wind, in a little sheltered bay where the water wasn't *that* cold, really, a mere nine degrees of so.
If I don't manage another update this month, I wish you all well and I am still reading your posts even if I don't always manage to come up with a comment. Also, apologies to anyone who saw this when I was fighting the editor and it was doing weird stuff. I'm still not entirely used to Dreamwidth.
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Date: 2023-12-27 04:40 pm (UTC)Your component swim wear sounds very sensible! I'm so with you on the wet wetsuit removal! (Ha! This just reminded me of a time I was changing at my car after a surf. I'd forgotten my bathing suit so was trying (and failing) to keep the towel over me while I squidged my arms out and pulled the top part off half bent over into the boot of my car so no-one could be offended by a glimpse of one of my girl-nipples. Just as I was contorting myself into a cramp, two guys walked past with their wetsuits peeled down around their waists, and I just thought WTF am I doing! This social world of ours is totally nuts sometimes!)
Those who can swim in such cold water in just regular bathing suits are my heroes. I used to cope really well with cold, and was usually the one jumping kalgat into any wilderness body of water regardless of temp, until the iron deficiency, so I'm hoping I'll be able to acclimatise again once I sort that out.
In the mean time I like my shortie, although I may learn from you and add booties and gloves come winter.