Meet Mister Dognose. He is a greyhound of first class. A retired racer, he is as sketchy as they come, though he has mellowed considerably since he joined us in October of 03.
Mr. Dognose likes to eat meat, sniff stuff, lay his
head in your lap and beg for pets, sleep and sneak up on the couch and go in n out all day long. He also likes to run at 45 mph and pretend that he is a ferocious force to be reckoned with.
Mr Dognose weighs 70 lbs and we are supposed to clip his nails and brush his teeth, which he cries if you even attempt it. We recently paid around 350 dollars to get his teeth cleaned. I might sound like a bad dog owner, but I am not sure we will be doing that again…
Here he is in his most natural place…. on his bed. We allow him to sleep on the downstairs futon when it has the cover on it and on his bed. We take him for a walk daily, so he can get his doggy yaya’s out, because I think that it’s unkind to own a pet and not get him his exercise. Besides, Jeff enjoys it.
This would be a nice shot of him. The sad thing about dognose these days is that he is wheedling in the house though we cannot figure out where, but with my super sensitive olfactory perception, I can tell. and i cant find it anywhere. drives me bananas.
And this is the coup de grace. sorry no accent. Jeff is in love with Mr. Dog, and especially likes snapping pics of him.
Dog nose is gooooood