Ok, I wasn't supposed to blog about dogs til I phoned my sister, but I tried and she is not there, so here is a blog anyway. Here name is Sheila. We had to hurry to visit after the race, lycra and all, and bikes on the van. She obviously doesn't mind a bit of sweaty, because after a bit of initial jumping up and being excited by new people, she pressed against me, leaned her face on me and gave me a greyhound hug.
Then as we stood around and talked she butted in to stand between my legs, because she was happy there. "I like you best". I am a sucker for being liked. I have been claimed by a poor, too skinny and shedding coat greyhound. She has never raced, she is a mistreated "pet" rescued from the pound. Only a year and a half old she will hopefully be a member of the family for a long time.
Now to start the process of adoption. The dear thing, I expect she will move in during the week.I am looking forward to building some flesh on those bones and a bit of fitness for a dog who was born to run, and has never known the pleasure. It will take a long time.
Before all this doggy love there was a bike race!
|sunrise at Oak Valley|
|kids start off|
|ready to start combined D and B grade (about 30 seconds between)|
|my favorite racer!|
|no dawdling around today, it was full on from the start|
|WTF is that?!|
There was a real photographer there today as well, with some great shots