Dear FAITH,
My name is Fern, I was born in Cumbria where I was being trained for hare coursing. I was taken away from my first Master due to ill treatment. FAITH brought me down to Norfolk and found me a great home with Alan & Linda. I have had to share this home with up to five cats at a time but they have all been very friendly. In fact Toby who was black & white like me became my best friend! Sadly he was killed when only two and a half by some idiot doing about 60mph through the village.
After five years my perfect life was shattered. Now I knew my Mum & Dad were considering a brother or sister Greyhound for me, that I was quite looking forward too. However FAITH talked them into a nine month old Lurcher called Max. Now being half Greyhound you would have thought that he would be OK His nice nature must come from that side of his parentage but his naughtiness must come from the other side! Running with him on the beach is great fun and I also love cuddling up with him on our own sofa but I must admit there are times I wish he would leave me alone. Talking about leaving things alone, if he had any sense he would not keep steeling and chewing things in the home! We are all tempted to take a little food sometimes when they are not looking, and if you are tall like us it is easy to reach those working surfaces but I have learned that my big brown begging eyes can get me many tit-bits. Apart from food he has so far eaten:-
1x baseball cap,
1x remote control,
1x pair of spectacles,
1x large candle,
1x ruler,
1x paper knife,
1x porch post,
3x skirting boards,
5x wooden spoons,
6x coasters,
a dozen or more letters not to mention all the holes he has dug in the garden!!! His barking at times does not help in fact I am sure he likes being told off!!!
As he is still only eighteen months old I hope that he grows up soon so that Rosie and Cindy, my two rescued cat sisters and I can all go back to our nice quiet life! I must say though I do feel a bit smug when I hear my Mum & Dad say how good I am compared with him and what perfect pets we Greyhounds make!!! Still they love us all so that's all that matters really!!!
Thank you FAITH,
Fern
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P.S. Update three months on.
It is amazing what a difference a few months can make!!! Max has quietened down considerably, and seems to be really learning at last. He hasn't chewed anything for about six weeks, the last hole was dug about a month ago and he is at last now walking with us very nicely off his lead. He still gets tempted by food left out in the kitchen and I still have to put him in his place when he wants to play for longer than my older legs can take. However he seems to be really growing up at last and I am getting very fond of this handsome young fellow!
