Jake, Vice President of Security
Formerly known as Flatwater Jake and still sometimes known as Flatwater Jake. In addition to just hanging out, Jake feels it is necessary to periodically go out on the deck and let out one WOOF to clear the yard of any lurking squirrel-boys. He is our big guy, weighing in at 90 lbs. and measuring 32" X 32". Guess that makes him square.
Born 12/28/1993
Nashville Notes X Sophie's Themesong
Jake's grandpap on his dad's side was the famous Rooster Cogburn. Unfortunately Jake did not inherit any of Rooster's racing talent.
Miss Peanut Pod, VP of Fun
Formerly known as Vay's Caitlyn, the name just didn't fit her. She is the instigator here and never lets a day go by without reminding us that "Girls just wanna have fun." She is our tiny girl, weighing in at 50 lbs and measuring 23 inches at the shoulder. When we adopted Peanut, she was having grand mal seizures. To everyone who passed her by because of her medical condition, you missed out on one great dog. She has now been seizure free for 7 years with the help of phenobarb and potassium bromide. In 2001 we successfully weaned her off of phenobarb and she has remained seizure free on potassium bromide alone.
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Born 9/6/1996
Kiowa Fletcher X CR's Callie Go
Tyler, VP of Lounging
4/1/1992 - 4/16/2002
Emerald Blaze X Dark Eyed Girl
Formerly known as Lars Dumbo Jim, we called him T.T., Mr. T., Rocket Butt or Stripey Boy. Tyler was a senior dog who came to stay with us for a couple weeks while he was being moved across the country to his new home by GUR (Greyhound Underground Railroad). He never left, we adopted him and it was our pleasure to have had him in our lives for three short years.
Tyler also had grand mal seizures, more serious than Peanut's. But he never let them stop him from enjoying life. In June of 2001 he was diagnosed with osteosarcoma, a particularly unforgiving kind of bone cancer. He was not a candidate for conventional medical treatments such as amputation so we started him on natural remedies and hoped for a little more time with him. He actually stopped limping for a while and lived happily for almost another year. His oncologist had no explanation. Tyler was indeed our miracle dog.
2/1/99-7/11/06
Flying Highball X Ski's Cricket
Formerly known as Cricketshighball, Cindy came to us at the age of 3. She was a Tim Waller dog, as we refer to it in these parts. And that actually means "really good dog." Cindy was Tim's pet in the racing kennel as she had a handicapped rear end and could never race. He called her Cindy and so she was to us. Unless she needed a middle name, which happened frequently, and then she was Cindy Marie.
Our Cindy had a very strong personality for a greyhound. The veterinarian behaviorist called her a textbook example of dominant aggressive. We had to learn how to safely coexist with Cindy and we did. Cindy could not have many toys because she would get really aggressive if there was a toy she particularly coveted. As a result, sticks and twigs from the yard became like gold to her.
Most of the time, she just made us laugh because she could be really funny. She only lived with us for four years, until she was 7 years old. In the last couple months of her life, her rear end was becoming weaker. One day she lost the use of one of her rear legs completely. And there was a slight swelling on that knee. Acupuncture treatments did not help and she continued to get worse. We suspect that she had cancer in that leg.
Cindy's great grandfather on her dad's side is the famous Unruly. It figures. Crazy black dog that Cindy was.....
