Adopt. They will never forget your kindness. I promise
The Godfather, The Head Hancho, Mr. Big Cheese. The Patriarch.
Every rescue I imagine had it rough in the first few years of their lives. They experience things a lot of us wish they never had too. But it makes them who they are. Jake came to us with patchy hair, a broken tooth(from gang fights at the track I imagine), teeth worn down from chewing on the chain fence and a hunger for affection.
He now proudly sits on top of the herd hierarchy.
Five things you may or may not know about Jake.
She went from working gal, to country gal in a split second. Joy is our newest addition to The Herd, and quite the addition she is.
5 things you may or may not know about joy.
She has two tattoos, one in each ear. All racing greyhounds get these.
She spends every waking hour outside investigating and exploring, even if its pouring out. We call her our little flower girl since she loves being outside so much
When she gets in trouble, she lowers her head and just looks up with the sweetest expression. Kinda makes it impossible to be mad at her.
She roaches a lot more than Mr. Jake. Almost everytime she falls asleep she’ll roach, it’s acutally quite amusing. She loves to make a big scene about it.
We rescued her from CT Greyhound Adoption.
A number of animals kept, feeding, or traveling together; drove; flock: a herd of cattle, a herd of sheep; a herd of zebras.
(My uncle coined this)-noun1. a person, plant, animal or more specifically a dog that is part of or belongs to a; commune, party, herd, pack, collective or any other body.
Rock Star portraits, aren’t just portraits. They really express who your dog is. Tech is one bad mother.