Jane: I’ve got my eye on The Mister
I admit I’m timid, shy, sometimes downright scared. Usually, especially of men. I met The Mister about a year ago at the Hern Greyt Works. I ran the heck away, and hid in the back of my run. He seems different here at home. I’m not afraid, but I told him, “I got my eye on you.”
Hmmmf…so does Mr. Jim.
Mr Jim: I got my eye on you, too.
What do you have your eye on? Tell me – I want to know!
When a new greyhound comes to live with FoodLady and The Mister, they keep our names from the track. Eventually, they give us a middle name. when the time is right. when the right name comes to light.
FoodLady thinks that since my name is Jim, it must be a nickname for James. and if my name is James, then my middle name must be Tiberius, making me James Tiberius “Jim”. So, she took this picture. She thinks it funny. But more important is…
Who’s more handsome?
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Here’s some pictures of our first steps into our new home. I wasn’t sure I wanted to go through this door. or if I wanted to “play” FoodLady and the Mister like I did with the volunteers in the Greyt Works big yard. But, FoodLady and The Mister stepped back, and I leaped into my future. Jim was right behind me.
Stepping in our future.
Checking out the new digs.
After a lot of sniffing and exploring, we decided to relax for a minute.
In the words of Billy Ray Valentine (movie: Trading Places), “I believe I can hang out wit’ you fellas for a little while.”
We got adopted!
That’s me in the header picture. I am queen of all I survey!
On Saturday, me (maroon collar) and my friend, Jim (blue collar), arrived home! We were so excited!
I think we landed good! Jim thinks we inherited a farm! I’m no going to tell him those are carrots, not kibble trees.
Auntie Lee Ann said:
[I] am dancing for joy that OUR Miss Jane, and Mr. Jim, have found their forever homes. I say OUR because everyone at the kennel feels like Jane and Jim were theirs and we all rejoice in this day.
She is right – I may live with FoodLady and The Mister, but me and my sisters got so much love and care when we were at the Hern Greyt Works kennel that all of the volunteers are our family. We are forever greytful to them. That’s one reason I started this blog – so that my extended family can keep in touch with me.
Do you volunteer somewhere? where? what do you do? Are you queen (or king) of all you survey? Tell me about it in the comments!