Dog Day of Discovery

Visited my neighbour Pat this afternoon to see how his two new greyhounds are getting on. He has them with six weeks at this stage. Now Pat was thrown out in an armchair recovering from the effects of a hard night in Reardons in Cork last night, he was sick of sitting around feeling sorry for himself, so he needed a little head clearing. We decided to go take the dogs for a walk. I personally think they might be loosing their minds with boredom being locked up most of the day. Out into the fields at the back of his house, Pat was annoyed that all the fields were getting ready for silage, so there was really nowhere for the dogs to go for a good run. The poor things, they are inside in their run all day, and the one time they get out, they can’t even open up the legs. It’s all hopping … maybe they’ll turn into good hurdlers! The poor things don’t even have names yet.
Anyway, I had enough of that and decided it would be best to cross over the road to our place and see what happens. I cycled back and put our two gurriers back into their bed, so there would be no incidents between our lads and Pat’s two gals.


Pat with his pride and joy

They walked into the yard and our two lads barked up a fierce racket when they heard the other two dogs sniffing around. Our lads not too happy with what was going on on their patch … and rightly so. Off we went across the yard and into the first field, and the very first thing that happened: one of them ‘discovered’ cow dung for the first time, and instinctively started rolling around in it … only for the other one to come over and start eating it. eeeeuuuuuuwwwwww. (There are a few reasons why dogs do this: to cover their own scent, if they’re hungry, or if they’re short of nutrients or minerals, or internal problems)

Next up on their trip of discovery was the electric fence. Now, they’re used to chain-link wire in their compound so obviously wire is for biting. That’s exactly what they did with the electric fence. 6,000 kiloVolts running through its body, to lots of howling and tail between legs etc. As if that wasn’t bad enough, they both went back for seconds. They’re obviously not the smartest of dogs, but in fairness, I think they got the message second time around.

We trudged on. Pat was keeping an eagle eye out for any rabbits in the distance. They were there alright, but the dogs don’t seem to have the killer instinct. In fairness, the rabbits run around outside their compound all day, so you’d think that they’re be dying to have a go off one without having a fence in the way. Not so. Maybe there were too many interesting new smells going on. The rabbits will live on for another day until a fox or our lads take out the odd one that gets isolated from the burrows

On we went up to the top of the hill overlooking the town, and Pat was feeling the pressure. His lack of fitness was showing up (he’s only 27 … he should be lepping around the place). We found a nice spot of grass to lie down for half an hour and watch the world go by. Meanwhile the hounds discovered that tufts of grass that had come loose were a great thing to shake about (like how dogs shake their prey to kill them). Maybe they’re coming on. No sign of any hares up on the hill today. Pat was saying that the last time he was up on that part of the farm must have been fifteen years ago when we were drawing in the hay. That was a bit surprising as most of the kids from town end up there at one stage or other during the year.

We headed for home and another new discovery for the dogs. Cows!! That seems unbelievable, but they were scared of their lives of the cows as they had never come across them before. One of the girls followed us across but the other just stood at the fence on the other side and would not budge, even though there was a corridor 30 yards wide through. nah, no hope of her moving. stupid mutt. so we had to go back and put the leash on her again and drag her through. (The cows gave the dogs a second notice and went back eating). She’ll learn.

Eventually back to base after about two hours away, so I invited Pat inside for a while. we tied the dogs to the garden gate and went inside to watch the sports news. Two minutes one of them flew past the sitting room window doing a lap of the house (her lap of honour obviously). She had eaten through the leash. €15 gone in one foul swoop. We wondered what to do with them while we had a bite to eat, so we left them in the scullery and hoped for the best (they’re not house trained). More discovery!!! Shoes are for eating, plastic bags are for eating, rubbish bins are for toppling over. This in a house where dogs are for outside and people are for inside!!!

I’m sure they’ll sleep well tonight with lots of happy dog dreams … not the usual howling at 4am 🙂


The one on the left is covered in muck … and a leash destroyed too

It would have been a good day to have the camera out with us … but alas i only remember these things when it’s too late.


2 comments so far

  1. laurie on

    man, those dogs need to RUN.

    my neighbor here in the city used to have three greyhounds. they were older dogs, retired from racing, and he adopted them. i’ve never seen such impressive leg muscles.

  2. admin on

    Yest they need to run badly. If they had some other dog with them that they could learn from, then they would probably be better off. They really have immense power when they get going.
    It is said that greyhounds make great pets … BUT, apparently they always have that instinct to run down that which appears to be fleeing from them … which could be really dangerous for children.
    Those two are out of a super line of racers. A half sister (out of the same bitch) of the two above sold for €15000 last year. Pat’s hoping for the same kind of result, but he doesn’t mind really as long as he can enjoy them. He got them for free from his uncle. Rear the two and keep one for racing. Seems like a good deal to me as he’s only starting out.

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