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whippet puppy [Jun. 16th, 2010|07:06 pm]
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[mood |curiouscurious]

Hi all. The breeder that I purchased my Clyde from (icon) called me. She has an 8.5 week old male puppy she is looking for a good forever home for. He is pet quality. He is also really stinking cute.


He has a heart murmur. A very slight grade 1 of 6 heart murmur.

Now I am an LVt and have asked around and most vets and lvts I have talked to (including the breeders vet who heard the murmur) have told me not to worry about it, that it is likely innocent- though they cant say 100%. I have a friend who is a vet and she breeds labs (but used to own and show whippets) and she said she would buy him.

My breeder would be giving me a steep discount, and is willing to pay me back if he gets sick-or replace him (I dont think I could give him back once I got him though).

So anyone have any info or have a sight hound with a murmur? feedback? thoughts?
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Sylvia Kristel (Playboy, February 1982)... [Feb. 26th, 2009|02:01 pm]
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LOST SALUKI, near Charlottesville, VA [Dec. 9th, 2008|06:58 am]
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[mood |awakeawake]


A small, neutered male cream, feathered Saluki, approximately 6 years old, escaped his yard in the Charlottesville, VA area (Central VA near Zion Crossroads) on Friday, December 5th 2008.

Last seen at home, about 15 miles east of Charlottesville.

To date there have been no sightings since his escape. Searchers have been out daily and are canvassing the area with flyers.

If you can help in any way, please contact Liz: 434-409-4612 (cell) or 434-591-0576 (home)
email: mesiameseifyouplease@yahoo.com

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(no subject) [Nov. 9th, 2008|07:21 pm]
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My borzoi, Isabelle (11 months). These were taken a the dog park today. <3

A happy Izzy!

So you can see how huge she's gotten (lol) For reference I'm 6'0 xD

Izzy prancing.
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A small miracle :-) [Nov. 9th, 2008|12:46 am]
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[mood |accomplishedaccomplished]
[music |Starscream singing on the Astral Plane. He's not bad. Sounds like the dude from AC DC!]

After several hours of mental hell, I pass out with frustration of the futon. Been unable to work on more than 1/2 a page of comics (screams!!). Good thing I did some basic form tracing yesterday after I did yesterday's quota. I couldn't even work on NaNoWriMo. Again - good thing I did some stuff ahead of time. I sat under the shower and sokaed. I should be better..and I already feel ready to work my ass off :-) .

Here comes the micacle part. I've ben trying to train Aaerro to potty on newspaper under the kitchen table. After a week of Bronchitis she'd been having constant accidents, which was adding to my frustration. Then it snowed and I can't find the boots she's squirreled away in the 6th dimension. Yesterday I pointed her under the table when I knew she had to go.

She actually used it while I was sleeping off my seroquel 0.0 .

Okay..so her aim needs some serious work, but at least she MOSTLY got the idea. Just means I need to paper a bigger area. Why she insists on using the edges, I dunno. Must be some weird puppy force field that I can't sense.

On a similar note - I have to get pix of her when she wears her booties. FUNNY! (Mom... MOM! Get. THESE. OFF. **prances**)
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(no subject) [Nov. 7th, 2008|08:10 am]
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[mood |amusedamused]
[music |Our Lady Peace: Superman Is Dead]

X-posted to iggies and psychiatric_sd

Aaerro, my 8 month olg IG/ Whippet cross, saw snow for the first time today. First snow of the season, too. That was a hoot to witness, LOL! She pranced around and wasn't sure how to handle it so she lept four feet from the top of the apartment stoop stairs to the ground. Then she pranced more only to start bouncing back and forth from the ground to the top of the step. I wonder if she was trying to avoid the weird cold stuff ? XD ! Then she stood behind me to shhhhhaaaaake and eat some of the stuff. Then she stopped and stared at her surroundings with the most confused look on her face. I swore she was saying 'where'd the landscape go? This isn't home! AND I'M COLD!'

Yes Aaerro. It was 20 degrees outside and you still b*tched it was too cold.
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Basic questions on sighthounds! [May. 25th, 2008|12:47 pm]
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[mood |curiouscurious]

Hi there. I am the happy owner of a doxie mix (icon) who some folks have thought may be an Italian Greyhound/dachshund mix. He's definetly too tall for a doxie and too slender! I am posting to ask some basic insights on sighthounds. I've started exploring the idea of getting another dog as a companion for Dart, and maybe a sighthound. I've always had scenthounds so I'm pretty new to this class of hounds.

One of Dart's favorite ways to play is to do sprints back and forth. I've never seen him engage in play fighting, just a lot of chase me! At first, I thought he and an IG could have great fun running back and forth, but then I wondered if more likely he'd been seen as prey. Granted, this could all depend on the dog -- we're mostly looking at IGs -- but is this a concern?

The potty-training and fragility of IGs -- can anyone compare this to dachshunds? Dachshunds have been hard to potty train and one has to be careful with their backs.

Condo living. We live in a condo now, and likely will for the next year to two years. From what I've read, that's okay with consisten walks and an enclosed area for the dog to sprint. Any personal stories on condo living?

Thanks much. I appreciate your experience!
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intro post [May. 20th, 2008|08:40 pm]
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[mood |cheerfulcheerful]

Hi everyone, I have been a non-posting member for a long time- because I have a sighthound passion.   I am a licensed veterinary technician and am bringing my first sighthound home this weekend.  His name is Clyde and he is a 10 week old whippet puppy!!


Just had to share, hope everyone and the hounds are good!!
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Sgathan's Brandubh [Mar. 26th, 2008|01:49 am]
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[Current Location |work]
[mood |crushedcrushed]

Sgathan's Brandubh(right)
Born:June 1, 1996-adopted:Feb. 6, 1999-March 18, 2008
now back with Greys Irony
Born:July 8, 1993-adopted: June 18, 1998-died:August 18, 2004

Bran was our fosterage failure. Not an exracer, but a get of exracers
that was sold or given as a pet and shuffled from home to home for the
first three years of his life. We brought him home to keep Irony
company right off of the van when he got back from being neutered. I
remember him putting his head over Irony's back and her tolerating
it...I think that might have been the first step towards failure.

He was totally untrained in all the basics. Wasn't housebroken and, in
fact, had issues at first with doing "business" while on leash. He
apparently had been starved at some point and he was a notorious
scrounge who didn't limit his scrounging to actual food items. He ate
several of my favorite leather accessories and one of a pair of
handmade leather boots. He HATED the crate, which we were supposed to
get him used to, with a passion. One day he managed to get out of it,
came upstairs and I awoke to find him snuggled under my arm. That was
the last step towards failure.

He was smart and motivated, VERY FOOD motivated, so he learned
quickly. We did find out that he knew how to play fetch...all the
rules...never had a dog so good about actually giving the object. So
he had learned something and I fear a child somewhere learned that
dogs were disposable when his/her parents didn't bother to housebreak
his/her dog and got rid of him instead. While he was both our dog, he
did bond with Aaron a bit more than me as Irony had bonded to me a bit
more than Aaron. And he utterly adored Irony who probably adored him
back as she acted as if she didn't mind him one bit. ~;)

He later welcomed Scolaighe into the pack and even later tolerated a
BC/Aussie puppy we were given. Said puppy, Gleann, adored Bran and
learned much from him...how yummy tissue paper is was apparently an
important lesson.

Bran was a truly bright spot in our lives, he will be so greatly
missed. This was so sudden that I'm still reeling a bit. I can't
believe he could be gone.

In the wee hours March 17 he got up from where he had been sleeping
on his bed next to Aaron and came out to the kitchen with a leg
dragging and the other apparently weak (it was my night off, I work
nights, so I was up). He had had this sort of thing once before but
quickly recovered, we figured it was a "slept on it wrong" sort of
thing that we did intend to mention to the vet next month but weren't
too concerned (IDIOTS!). This didn't go away. It kept getting weaker
through the morning with him eventually distressed and uncomfortable.
When the vet's office opened Aaron took him down. The vet believed it
was a degenerative disc and/or arthritis that got inflamed, gave him a
cortisone shot and sent him home with the hopes that the shot would
alleviate the inflammation and he'd recover...that the issue would
need management but that it wasn't life threatening at this time.

He never got up again, never even tried. Despite this the vet, when I
spoke to him this morning, thought he'd rally through...as long as we
got enough water into him. Of course, this leaves me wondering if we
failed....but we syringed water into him through the day and I can't
believe it would have been this fast if it were that as he was getting
water. He went into a coma early this evening. We weren't sure at
first, he was having some swallowing reflex and we kept trying the
water and trying to get him to otherwise respond. But he never really
did. Oh, there were responses...Aaron had been out when this started
and when he drove in his ear went up towards the sound as he always
was so happy when Aaron drove in, then when Aaron went and rummaged in
the kitchen at one point and his ear followed, another sound that made
him happy. But he never responded directly to us. The swallowing
reflex stopped. He died while we held him, on the couch he spent so
much time on the past 9 years. We never even had a chance to call the
vet to arrange to bring him down there.

Yeah, still can't believe it.

I had a bad feeling about this day for weeks. I figured it was just me
being melodramatic about how miserable March has been again this
year...last year it was for us too, then my horse died on this very day.

crossposted to greyhounds and sighthounds
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