This was my beautiful boy, Trigger, when he raced at the Woodlands Race Track, in Kansas City. I watched every race he ever ran here and became friends with his racing owners who agreed to let me adopt him when they retired him from racing. He was starting to slow down in the fall of 2005 and they chose to let him run 3 more races and then he would retire & come home to me. On the day of his last race, he came in first, I was so afraid I was going to have to wait longer for him, since he was on an upswing but no, they said he would retire a winner! After his medical stuff and some recuperating, he came home with me on October 12, 2005. He adjusted like all greyhounds before him had, just like he had been waiting all of his life for a couch to call his own.
In the time I had him, he was the most gentle soul of all the greyhounds I have ever owned (12 of them!) and close to the funniest. The rare times he had an accident in the house, it was in the bathroom, where he had lifted his leg on the toilet! Did I say he was smart too? He always knew when it was time to eat & always starting "telling" me about 10 minutes prior to meal time. I swear he wore a watch somewhere!
He had the funniest ears that went up straight & out, like the hat of the habit Sister Bertrille wore on The Flying Nun. They were cute!
I lost this beautiful boy this week, on Tuesday. He broke his leg and upon x-ray, we could see his femur riddled with the cancer ~ osteosarcoma ~ the monster cancer that takes the lives of a lot of greyhounds. I would not let him endure another minute of pain, I set him free.
There won't be a day that passes that I won't remember him or miss him. My life was richer to have shared the time I did with him.
God Speed Trigger ~
Thanks to my friends in Second Life that have sent me condolences. It means a lot to know you care about my feelings.
I'll be back to blogging fashion soon.
rissa
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