Yes, that is a retired racing greyhound. Alex is living the good life now, and weighs over a hundred pounds.
HE'S Still pretty fast...he leaves the wolfhounds in the dirt.
P.S. ZRM, that was the Pennsylvania Turnpike, which I almost always avoid. But with the torrential rain, I figured that the mountains along I-68 in West Virginia (my preferred route back east) would be blizzard scenarios. ~
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that pooch looks distressingly like Lucy, the Orange, Leaky-Ass Dog.
ReplyDeleteAlso, it's a funny highway that leads to your christmas tree, and nearly runs over a dog.
ReplyDeleteIs/was that a racing dog?
ReplyDeleteYes, that is a retired racing greyhound. Alex is living the good life now, and weighs over a hundred pounds.
ReplyDeleteHE'S Still pretty fast...he leaves the wolfhounds in the dirt.
P.S. ZRM, that was the Pennsylvania Turnpike, which I almost always avoid. But with the torrential rain, I figured that the mountains along I-68 in West Virginia (my preferred route back east) would be blizzard scenarios.
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Zombie done stoled my snarky comment!
ReplyDeleteHope Christmas was a good one, and "big ups" for adopting a greyhound.
Are there no speed limits? Are there no State Troopers? What of the law? Where is right & wrong?
ReplyDeleteNo stop signs
ReplyDeleteSpeed limit
Nobody's gonna slow me down
Like a wheel
Gonna spin it...
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That reindeer is missing its antlers.
ReplyDeleteThat dog ate Christmas.
ReplyDeletein the last picture, the dog is deep-frying a squirrel.
ReplyDeleteAre there no speed limits?
ReplyDeleteMy experience has been, if someone is driving really really fast (I mean really fast), then they will have Pennsylvania plates on the car.
Are you preparing to steam the dog for dinner?
ReplyDeletefish steals another comment.
ReplyDeletePoint of order, Mr. Chairman!
ReplyDelete1) That dog belongs to my sister and brother-in-law.
2) Der hund ist frying hassenpfeffer.
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