You can never have too many lurchers…

Whilst training to be a Tellington TTouch practitioner I seemed to gravitate to the people with sighthounds (lovingly referred to as “fart corner” for obvious reasons), not just because¬†they were fun folk, but also because my Meg could cope there.

I was told, in somewhat conspiratorial voice, that you could “never have too many sighthounds”!

Our Meg
Our Meg

At the time I thought the assertion ridiculous – mostly on the grounds that I had ONE sprollie (springer x collie) and she took up all my time, love and effort. I loved her like no other, but she was enough!

 

Lesson number one: never compare a sighthound with a sprollie. It’s like comparing a teapot with a pineapple.

Years later, Mutley (rough coated sofa-hound) came into our life and I discovered

Mutley
Mutley

that dogs can be easy to live with. Sighthound Number One.

Lesson Number Two: there is always competition for space on the sofa with a sighthound.

Tuesday this week I collected Sighthound Number Two. Although she is fantastically anxious, she has an inner strength like no other; she has a resilience that enables her to have a lead put on, even though her body is screaming “run for your life, this is SCARY!”. Her face speaks it loudly, but she seems to understand that some things have to be done.

I can hear my dog friends shouting – she’s in “freeze” you dope! Back off!

Normally, I’d be there shouting too, but you can see her personal dialogue going on, yes, no, yes, no, hurry up and get it done… She’s a star. She knows shit has to happen for the calm that follows.

I have never encountered such a gentle soul before; I suspect it would never occur to her to do anything which might harm another.

Why, you might ask, am I referring to her only as she? It’s because her current name is too close to two of our animals and it’s confusing the heck out of Muts, but I do get a two-for-one recall, which is pretty good value! We are waiting and watching (ever so discreetly out the corner of our eyes so as not to freak her out with eye-contact) to see her personality uncover itself to get the right name for her.

So, today is just a brief introduction to our little ghost hound, who we adore already. I will be keeping you up to date with the principle that “you can never have too many sighthounds” and will see if you agree.

For now, however, I am happy to stick with two.

Molly as is
Molly, for now!

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