As I mentioned in my last post (With a Spring in Her Step), we’ve had quite a cold, wet Winter, so we’re still loving having gorgeous Spring days – well, day- singular this weekend. Today was perfect – not a cloud in the sky, no wind (after at least 3 days of gale force winds causing damage to houses and rail lines) and a temperature around 20 degrees. The trees have blossoms and new leaves and the lawn has started its re-growth phase. The bi-fold doors have been open all day to let in the fresh air and I had lunch on our deck in the sun while reading the weekend magazines.
This morning we took the family to the local outdoor velodrome where Rupie could have a good off-lead run and Billie and Mike had a jog around the perimeter, while April and I cheated and cut through the middle!! Billie is still nervous about walking the streets, but seemed quite happy walking in the open spaces and near our local creek. We even met another couple walking their big foster greyhound, Poker. Everyone said hello and were very relaxed, all enjoying being out in the sunshine.
It all sounds perfect, doesn’t it? Well, it almost is, but with Spring comes moulting season – whoever said greyhounds don’t shed could not have owned one! And Rupert, whatever mix he is, definitely sheds like crazy!
So out came the brush and the flurry of hair. Rupert provided a cascade of golden locks, while Billie’s fluffy winter coat started coming out in little grey/brown tufts. April was too relaxed after her morning’s activities to bother to get off the couch for a brush so she’ll have to wait til next time!
Do you have lots of doggy-hair floating on the sunbeams ?