It turned out to be a little hotter than I expected, so we did have to stop and walk a few times, but still we had fun. Here's a picture of Tasha at the end of the run ... hot dog!I should probably tell you a bit about Tasha, shouldn't I? She's a retired racing dog who spent her first couple of years at a racetrack in Alabama. She did have some good finishes, including a few first places, but eventually it was time to start a new career as a pet. We adopted her about five years ago from a wonderful organization in Hopkinton, MA called Greyhound Friends. She has beautiful brindle coloring and long graceful legs. She loves to run, either with me or in laps around the backyard, but most of the time she sleeps! (Greyhounds are incredible couch potatoes.) She's very outgoing with people and other dogs but ignores our three cats. Which is a good thing -- some greyhounds can't live with cats because of their strong prey instinct. I wasn't too certain I wanted a dog when my husband proposed rescuing a greyhound five years ago, but now I can't imagine not having her around!
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