But I'll admit, I do like her alot. She's become a pretty good dog and she has lot's of personality. She always has such a "happy with life" look on her face. When you pet her and scratch her neck she closes her eyes in complete and utter contentment. She is a great companion for Limo. There are times we have to step in and referee their playtime cuz they're pulling on ears and throats, but for the most part I don't worry.
She's turned into a pretty good farm dog too. To my amazement she does not chase the horses and has never tried- squirrels, deer and the heron and geese are a different story though. They are all fair game.
She cleans the buckets after the horse's have been fed, usually she knows better than to eat/ lick out of a full bucket of feed, but sometimes I have to remind her.
She's got a decent "recall" on her now, she's surprised me a couple of times when I've yelled her name and she's actually listened (I know you are just cringing Jen). Since the barn owners have 10+ greyhounds it can get a bit noisy and exciting and Peanut dashes over to check it out- as long as I catch her before she starts fence running with someone she stops in her tracks and comes flying back to me...
She also keeps tabs on me and if I go missing she runs around till she finds me.Now that it's Winter time I've started going home at lunch around 3:30pm, pick up the girls and bring them back to work with me and let them wait in the car on the days that I go to the farm. Much to my relief Nut seems OK with this and hasn't eaten my car. Limo has done this before and knows the drill, so I wasn't worried about her.
She's weird though. I'd swear she had a herding breed in her if she wasn't a registered greyhound. When she gets excited she likes to bite at your feet. I still think she is a lab in a greyhound's body though because she LOVES the water and will lay down anywhere- cement driveway, hardwood floor, we laugh at her because her favorite place to lay down is the hard tile in front of the fireplace. When we're on the road I constantly hear "thuds" coming from the back of the car and the occasional squeal- she's spotted "something" and is trying to get at it, hitting her head on the window. Just yesterday after I got in the car after work and started to drive off, Peanut leaped from the back of my car and landed on my arm in the front seat- hitting the dashboard and all the junk I had piled in the seat and console. What was she after you ask? It appeared she was going for a dead cable spool that was laying on it's side:-x Gotta love, er "Like" her.
Credit must be given to my sis, Jen for the fabulous above photo