Early on in our venture with greyhounds one thing became clear. We needed a bigger car. Since Mike had a big SUV company car (and yes, it is justified because he hauls around mass quantities of camera equipment) that could only be used for work, I had an aging Toyota Corolla. That was fine with me. It got me there and back, it had long been paid for and that’s all I cared about. Indeed, when we adopted 1st grey girl Lola, she hopped into the back seat of the Toyota looking totally dignified, and off we went. But...






