Monday, March 27, 2006

Pearl and Pearl

In the spring of 2001, I found out about Pearl. She was a "special needs" greyhound : terribly shy. This was an understatement. When she arrived from Florida, she had to be lifted out of the truck. She was too frightened to pee, even tho she had been on the road for ten hours. The first week, she had to be carried in and out of the house. She spent all of her time trembling in her crate. Over the next few months, she started settling down, and her personality started emerging. She's still unfolding. She's a clown, a snuggler, a couch potato. And a thousand other adorable things. I named her after my maternal grandmother; Nanny's photo is included thanks to the inspiration provided by Vicki Knitorious, who has family photos on her blog today.


Blogger christine said...

Pearl is beautiful - I mean Pearl the dog is beautiful, as is Pearl the grandmother. I love those old pictures, where the people look so dignified............

7:56 AM  
Blogger Ande said...

Good on you! Taking in a special one. I do the same with cats. Rainman had something like Kitty Parkinson's and had poor sight. Then he was in an accident and lost an eye and went blind the the remaining one. Funny thing was that after he lost his sight his tremors weren't as intense.
Now we have Thelonius Monk all 25 lbs of partially blind, raised by Rotweillers, attitudinal, part Siamese cat. He keeps things interesting around here!

10:48 AM  
Blogger Vicki Knitorious said...

We have a (thankfully) many-years-defunct greyhound racing track near my little town and there were many, many adopted greyhounds 'round these parts. Beautiful dogs. So sad when animals are mistreated.

2:25 PM  
Blogger The Crafty Otter said...

I love seeing pictures of the 'hounds on your blog. I have a lurcher, Kita, who is a rescue, too. Though nothing as severe as Pearl clearly was when she came to you. I'm a sucker for those sighthound legs and heads. :)

5:36 AM  

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