Life Lessons From a Retired Racing American Greyhound Lurcher
These are the things that Dottie knows
“Now that’s a stunning creature,” I mused, gazing into my reflection in the blank screen of the TV. Eira startled me from my reverie with a quiet whistle, “Yes, my dear, you are a vision. Now come here so we can leash you up for a walk!”
I knew I was beautiful, but did the humans who cared for me know about their own beauty? My keen canine intuition told me that maybe they forget sometimes, like when I forget where I hid a treat for later.
Well, that’s OK because now I am here and we are going for a walk and that’s when I feel our loveliness shines the most together. Out the door we go! We only get a few paces when the man with the crooked walk sidles up to us on the street. The humans seem to struggle with understanding his words sometimes but I can see into his soul.
He is a goodish and lonely man and he hopes to run into us every day. I can read this from the way he pets my head and caresses my ears. He wants to linger longer and I last as long as I can but I know there are so many more people and dogs on this walk to greet and human spirits to lift. … If I don’t give this love away I’ll just burst!
