blue and millie:
retired professional track & field stars. millie (full name balto millenium) raced professionally in dublin before coming to the UK, where she retired in 2004. blue (bonnie blue flag) chased rabbits for a living before retiring... know as 40 mph couch potatoes, greyhounds when puppies are also referred to as 'landsharks' - they are holy terrors.
millie likes to providfe security during photo sessions for my antique knives.
blue provides security for the front door.
they can be a bit scary
but are really very gentle with people, adults and kids.
cats are another matter. i do suspect they drug that whale all the way back to the house to lure out kittynextdoor to his doom.
kittynextdoor used to come into our front garden, sit on the stoop and groom himself where he could be seen by blue thru the front door. drove blue nuts. blue dug thru the carpet and part way thru the concrete under it trying to get kittynextdoor.
a few days after i got millie, we had returned from our walk, blue went inside, millie followed after i took off their leashes. as i did millies, kiitynextdoor thought it was safe to jump down into out garden, millie heard the jump, turned and grabbed the cat which was about 5 yards away before it could react and escape. greyhounds reach full speed in 2 strides. i learned that that day. so did the cat. i managed to get her to drop it before she damaged him permanently, but he had grass stains on his face for a few days, and i imagine some neat bruises. i told ladynextdoor, she said it served him right for jumping in there in the first place.
kittynextdoor is not all that bright. the summer before he'd jumped in thru my open bathroom window (1st floor) as i was sitting upstairs in the small bedroom/office/doggyroom typing at the pc like now, he waltzed into view on the landing at the top of the stairs just outside. blue was on the bed behind me. i managed to jump up slam the door behind me as i chased kittynextdoor downstairs and out the front door. i think it has a suicide gene too many. when i got back upstairs blue did look a bit perplexed. he smelled kat when he went out of the bedroom tho, and looked for the cat for a couple of days just to make sure it was not still there.
as you can see, they have very little fashion sense:
ah, found a picture of kittynextdoor: