Fun Run

From earlier this spring: Bailey is always happy to be running.

Recovery Time

After running and playing, Bailey conks out for a while to build energy for more running and playing.

Celebrating Summer

Bring it on!

Sunday Tribute

Masque leaps over some brush while Breezer spies something interesting in the distance.

Loss for words

Any suggestions for a caption or title are appreciated :-)

In Your Face

A close-up of Bailey at speed - a split second later he was a distant blur in the tall grass.

Hoarding Leather Chews

A spoiled whippet is a happy whippet.

Sunday Tribute

Breezer and Masque demonstrate the whippet trait of hanging out in the people bed. As an added bonus Breezer demonstrates "semaphore ears".

Whippet Sun Worship

Bailey and Skye catching some rays.

The Princess Visits

Bailey takes advantage of Skye's weekend visit to practise the art of the whippet pile.

Sunday Tribute

Breezer and Masque watching the sun set in the spring of 2003.

Anniversary

It was 1 year ago today that Bailey came into our lives via Air Canada. While the year seems to have gone by quickly there were many fun adventures to mark the time, all of it precious.

Poser

Bailey strikes a pose while spotting another dog/potential playmate.

The Joy of Being Whippet

The solution to life's problems is to go for a good run.

Remembering Masque

It was a year ago today that little Masque had to leave us. We cherish the the love and joy she brought and left with us in the form of memories and photos. And of course Bailey, who's a great-great grandson of hers.

Ch. Nasusa Masquerade June 12, 1992 - June 4, 2006

Our last goodbye.

I know the meaning of sorrow,
I know how it feels to cry,
It broke my heart when I lost you
As I whispered my last goodbye.

You were my companion,
Right to the bitter end.
No one could ever replace you
My loyal, trusting friend.

I have many happy memories
Of walking in the park.
You really were quite beautiful,
Elegant and full of spark.

Your eyes grew dim, you couldn't run
You tried but you were weak,
I kissed your face then you were gone
And tears rolled down my cheeks.

Goodbye my girl, it won't be long
Until we meet again.
Just wait for me on Rainbow Bridge
My faithful trusting friend.

Anon

Sunday Tribute

Brassy leads her offspring Breezer on a fun run in the park, spring of 1997.

Airborne Whippet

Whippet logic: why go around something when you can simply jump over it?

Sun Catcher

Making the most of the late afternoon sun....