Christy Black was only with us for one week, but what a girl she is! Sweet, funny and a big girl, she got along with all my dogs as if she'd lived here all her life. Christy is now living with a mother and daughter in Larksville, PA where she is training to be a Pet Therapy dog. Go Christy!!
Venus (racing name "Vetus") was adopted by a nice family in Bloomsburg PA, but due to health problems, she had to be returnedto Rainbow's End Greyhound Rescue. She then came to live with us here at Dragonflyte until a new forever home can be found. She's a tiny little girl, weighing not much more than 45 pounds. For only 2 1/2 years old, she's extremely quiet and reserved.
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This page was last updated on: June 5, 2008
Loki whose racing name was AMF Deluded, (can you blame me for renaming him?) came here on March 29, 2003 as the first foster dog since our family broke up in August. He was also the first MALE foster since Malachi the Doberman grew up. That was about 5 years ago. It's so exciting to have a boy in the house again! And he's so calm and sweet for a boy who just turned 2 years old! His birthday was in November.
Loki, it seems likes to drag laundry and various kitchen sundry out to the yard! In one afternoon, he stole every piece of my laundry, my ktchen rugs and hand towels and took them out into the yard and rolled them in the mud! I told his adopter that I hoped she had a good sense of humor!
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Max was my next foster. He stayed a couple of weeks and then found a wonderful home here in NE PA. He was only 3 years old and I called him, "Max-a-million Bucks"! I also referred to him as "Max of the cast iron teeth" because he had dragged my cast iron
frying pan out into the yard when I wasn't looking. I picked it up and put it on the chair on the back porch and prepared to take some pictures of Max. I caught the one above just as he was trying to steal my pan again!
This is Moses. His muzzle from the track says, "Mr. Moses" and it seems to fit. He is a consummate gentleman! He's purdy. He's lean. He's tall and he's never ever mean. OK that was pretty bad, but you get the picture. He's a sweetie! He hasn't done anything quite as showy as Max or Loki, but he's only been here a day. THERE'S TIME!
Moses was adopted about a month after he arrived here. I sure will miss him. (I would have kept him myself if I had room!)
Ann Whitney, my adoption group rep emailed me in early May, 2005 and told me that Moses was being returned! She wanted to know if I wanted to foster him again. I wrote back and told her, "NO! I don't want to foster him. I want to KEEP him!" I have been kicking myself for two years for letting this boy go the first time, I was so in love with him. I wasn't going to let him get away again!
I talked to his former Mom and Dad and they told me that their jobs had become so hectic that they were now working 12 to 15 hours a day and they knew that it wasn't fair to Moses to be gone so long every day, so even though it broke their hearts, they knew they had to give him up.
Moses wandered a lot the first week, looking for his Mom & Dad that he missed terribly, but he seemed to remember my house and my girls. Loki was the only oe who was new to him and he got along just fine with him. (Of course the first time he tried to play with the little mite, he almost crushed him with his big paws!) Loki, for the first time took refuge between my feet instead of diving head first into the fray!
So here I found myself with eight dogs instead of seven, when I had vowed I'd never let it get over four again! And Moses sleeping on the rug behind me as if he had never left the first time!
