Dara


Greyhound
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Age: 10 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Nicknames:
Dara

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

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Quick Bio:
-purebred-service dog -dog rescue

Birthday:
March 1st 2004

Likes:
cheese, long walks and running

Pet-Peeves:
I have never seen Dara cross or annoyed.

Favorite Toy:
anything squeekie

Favorite Food:
cheese, fish and recently bread..

Favorite Walk:
anyplace at all so long as it is a long walk

Best Tricks:
eating as fast as he can run

Arrival Story:
I had a daschund for 17 years and it took me nearly 2 decades to get over the loss of him. I began visiting the Whittingham Kennels for retired Greyhounds in the fall of 2008 with the intention of getting over my desire to have another dog by volunteering. The first dog they gave me to walk was a HUGE black thing that was not as pretty as the ones I had liked on their site. I was more than disapointed! On the positive side I figured that it was better to walk an unremarkable dog as I would not fall in love. (well, that was my logic) That big black unremarkable dog walked so quietly and patiently with me I wondered what was wrong with him? We were out for about 30 minutes before we saw another greyhound who was obviously with his master. They were clearly devoted to eachother. That was when I saw that this dog was staring at them just like I was. He sighed and lower his head and ears and looked really rejected. That was the moment I lost my heart. I didn't go back to the kennels for 3 months. I resolved to change my world so I could adopt him and every week I checked on the kennels website to see if he was still there. When I went back I looked at all the dogs but it was the big unremarkable black one I wanted, Dara. Over the next 4 weeks I visited as often as possible sometimes 3 days in a row. The first time he wagged his tail for me I cried. I have found the most remarkable, intelligent and kind dog I could have ever hoped for.

Bio:
Dara had a life before I met him. He was a racing hound who coursed at Walthamstow stadium in North London. He raced from 2005 to 2007 when the stadium closed. In that time he raced 90 times, won 18 times and came second a further 15. He can cover 475m in 29.4 seconds flat and also stay perfectly horizontal any place comfortable for hours at a time.

Forums Motto:
What's meant for you will not go by you

The Last Forum I Posted In:
any other retired greys out there

US:
Dara and I work promoting "For the Love of Dogs" which is a collection of reusable shopping bags with hand silk screened dogs on them. They are by Children's book author and illustrtor Lindsey Gardiner. Proceeds from the sale of certain bags has been designated for specific rehoming schemes. The Mongrel bag is dedicated to The Dog's Trust and the Greyhound to rehoming of Walthamstow's greyhounds.

I've Been On Dogster Since:
April 20th 2009 More than 5 years!

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Dogster Id:
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Dara: Retired Greyhound Working to Promote Rehoming of Other Greyhounds


Thunder... oh my!

June 16th 2009 1:47 am
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Britian doesn't get many thunderstorms. So even though we've been living here for nearly a whole 6 weeks mom's never seen the way I react to them.
Having Dogdar, and being super sensitive to stuff like changes in the pressure systems I was on high alert and being careful all day. I would not leave mom alone (and she got a bit fed up! coshaving a 36kg greyhound under foot all day isn't easy!) But I couldn' t explain to her why I was acting this way. She noticed the clouds, and the rain when it came but it sure took her a long time to figure out that was why I was upset. Mom says most dogs whine when they are unhappy, but since I don''t speak at all it makes me even more mysterious. (imaginary BOL.) She's not so bright sometimes.

I was shaking and panting and making big slobbery piles of panic salivia all over my new bed. I didn't leave the bed all night, not even to walkie. That worried mom but there was NO WAY i was going out there with all that evil noise! It was ok see, cos I know not to eat or drink with a storm coming. I know i don't want to go out in it so I make sure that I won't need to. I am smarter than Mom thinks!

In more exciting news... I got a new bed. It's big and squishy and I am laying in it tons cos it's soooo comfy. Mom likes it cos I can't spread it all over the room like I do with my blankies. She says I sometimes take more space than her!

In scary news, a man stopped us on walkies today and asked mom if she wanted to buy another racing dog like me. She got really flustered and said NO. The man was very shady. Mom was worried that the man had stolen a dog or he would steal one for cash. I am sure glad I have my chip and my tag and my tattoos. Lots of scary people out there!

love Dara

 

Our continual re-education

June 9th 2009 2:27 am
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Mom left me for the whole night this past weekend. She said it would do me and Julian good. We have been ignoring eachother and have not bonded. Mom knows its because I am totally submissive and timid and I really need people to show me happy energy and love before I will engage with them. Julian hasn't done that, but he's not been mean either, he just doesn't speak dog.
Auntie Xanthie rescued me from Julian. I was super happy to see her and came straight to her even though Julian was there. I was super happy she was there! It was the first time Julian saw that happy sweet side of me and he was startled. Auntie Xanthie got on his case and told him he could have that lovely welcome home everyday if only he put the time in to show me he cares about me. Since then Julian's been making an effort..but we are both unsure. Mom's hopeful.

More excitingly we met Jacob in the park today, he's a big 2 year old Husky. He's a little shorter than me but he's much heavier. We greeted eachother then he wanted to play. Ive been practicing playing with Mom. I watched the dogs in the park all last week and I get it now! But I was not ready to play with Jacob, he put a paw on me an he was heavy! I walked away. He's a nice boy but he's got to be more gentle with me, he doesn't know his own strength and it intimidated me a little.

We went to see Roudolf today. He's my doctor. I had a jab today so I am all ready to play with others now without fear of catching things. I was very good for Roudolf today and didn't fuss at all when the needle went in. I had to show him I am not such a big softy as I was last week when i pretended my foot was broken (and it was just a tlittle cut from a horn)

 

Coming out of my Shell

June 3rd 2009 2:14 am
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Dear Diary,
It's been a month since we moved in with Julian. Julian doesn't know anything about dogs, having never grown up or been around them - but in time mom says he'll learn. It has not helped that we're both a bit shy. I ignore him and he doesn't know how to socialise either. He hasn't made any real effort to bond with me and keeps thinking human logic translates to dog. Drives mom nutty.

I have been feeling more and more at home and relaxed. I have even started to play a little bit since seeing some dogs in the park doing so. Mom isn't great at dog play but neither am I so we make a funny pair. BOL.

I stretched out on my back for the first time last night, I don't think Mom noticed cos she didn't laugh, even though I musta looked funny with my big long legs in the air. I get shy and instantly change back to "Super conservative and refined Dara" when I think humans are laughing at me.

Mom says my transition to House Pet is going really well. I did tear apart her teddy, but she didn't get mad. I have a teddy too, but i didn't tear him up..Bol I know better! I was bored and I forgot that I can come out of my room and visit mom when she's working down stairs. Whatcha expect though? I spent 5 years (since always til now) in a little room.. so I sometimes forget get to wander about now. Intitutionalised. That's what mom calls it.

We went to the park for a picnic on the weekend. It was super hot and mom kept bathing me in Evian. Posh Greyhound, me! We saw some pretty brindle Greys too, but they must have had humans longer that me cos they didn't have to keep them on a lead. I liked the park, mom's friends all wanted to touch me and play. I liked it. I kept wanting to go home though... my legs got tired and I couldn't find my bed. Finally I gave up and laid down in the grass. (I do that at home but in the park the open-ness scared me a bit). As soon as I laid down I felt better! And all the pretty humans came over to sit with me. I am handsome, what can I say?!


Mom says the park was good training for me as we do our first event Friday and I will have to get used to laying down when i feel tired.

Love Dara

 
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