My New Book: It’s Official

December 6, 2016
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I am so excited to be able to share this news with anyone who stumbles onto this site. I just published my first book, Bonnie’s Greyhounds: Tails of a Foster Mom. Specifically, it is a book about fostering racing greyhounds who have just been retired from the track. They range in age from 2 to 5 years of age and are retired for a number of reasons, mainly they are either not performing well or they are sick or injured. I work with an organization that hauls them from the track, does the necessary medical intervention and places them in permanent.

Having started this website a number of years ago, writing about the dogs in my care, I was told that I should write a book often enough that I finally did! And I found it to be a wonderful experience. I got to relive all my time with a whole bunch of wonderful dogs. I have tried to share the whole experience: the dirt, the grime, the humor and the sadness. It’s all there in the book.

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My hope for this book is that people will read and enjoy and learn all about greyhounds, perhaps even deciding to foster themselves, or at least adopt one or two or three.

This book is on Amazon and the name of it is Bonnie’s Greyhounds: Tails of a Foster Mom. Please support my madness and give it a look. I sincerely appreciate it and would love to hear from you.

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Now, for my latest come uppance by a dog.

It was the end of the day on Thanksgiving, November 24, 2016. And although I had spent the day with a stomach bug, no turkey, not even a cup of coffee, I did haul myself up that afternoon for a short walk with my two greyhounds, Alex and Bea. We had only gone a few yards, when Alex came up limping. I checked the back foot that I thought he was favoring, only to find nothing, so I picked up the other back foot and checked it. I still didn’t see anything. By now, realizing that I was outside, cold, dizzy and not doing well, I looked at Alex at bit frustrated and said, “Well Alex, if you’re lame you’re going to have to do a better job of communicating with me because I don’t see anything.” At which point, right on cue, he looked up at me and held up his front paw. Sure enough, he had a big thorn in it. At that point I decided I wasn’t quite fit to be out with the dogs after all!

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