Birthday: June 3rd 2005 Likes: Champ loves his daily walks and to have the white spot on his chest scratched. Pet-Peeves: Squirrels in his yard Favorite Toy: Rawhide bone and squeaky toys Favorite Food: Peanut butter Favorite Walk: Benicia State Park or his neighborhood Best Tricks: Sit, down, stay Arrival Story: We have been waiting to adopt a retired racing Greyhound for a long time. After doing extensive research and searching we were introduced to Champ. He is the perfect addition to our family. He is a happy guy and has made his last stop. Champ is home where he belongs.
Who Let the Dogs Out?: My sisfur and my greyt adventure is featured in a Doghouse Confessional in Dogster Magazine!
Let Their Last Race Be Into Your Life !: Golden State Greyhound Adoption is an all-volunteer nonprofit organization that places retired racing greyhounds in adoptive homes in Northern California, including the San Francisco Bay Area, Napa Wine Valley area, greater Sacramento area, South Bay Area, Central Valley and beyond. Our greyhounds come from the remaining racetrack states, although we also help rescue dogs from Arizona, Mexico, Florida, Oklahoma and Kansas.
by Denise Dubarbier, Wimbledon Greyhound Welfare, London
I didn't really want you,
I wasn't really sure,
And I'll admit I had my doubts,
When you came through that door.
Not small, or cute, or fluffy,
With big, soft puppy eyes,
But tall, and thin, and bony,
With bald, pink, bulging thighs.
You weren't the kind I had in mind,
Not in any way,
"Perhaps it would be better if I took you back today,
Before we know each other,
It really won't be kind,
To keep you here for one more day,
And then to change my mind."
Against my better judgment, I decide you could stay,
And quickly I discovered you were kind in every way,
Your gentleness and patience, they really stole the show,
"Why these dogs are wonderful, I must let others know!"
For you're my gentle giant,
Who just needed the chance,
To show us all what you could be,
To wipe away that history,
And dispel our preconceptions, which put us all to shame,
And so we come to know and love,
What lies beneath that frame.
Now I've come to understand,
What I missed right at the start,
That greyhounds need that big deep chest,
To house their generous heart.