Beau has adapted well to his forever home. He is everything we could ask for in a dog, and so much more. Being new greyhound owners, the only knowledge of the breed we had was what we read in books. Beau has been a perfect gentleman, not exactly what we had prepared ourselves for. It isn't often you welcome a new dog into your home that is already leash, doggy-door, house, and crate trained.

Beau spends his days lying around the house like most greyhounds. He has settled into a routine of early morning and afternoon 20 minute walks, and enjoys the many smells of the neighborhood. We spent a few hours "pool
training" to ensure he is aware of the dangers (and that he cannot run across the water), and he has yet to show any interest in jumping in. As with most other greys, his only vice is squeaky toys and will spend hours
"dismantling" them. We have quickly learned to stick with the Kong-like indestructible toys! Other than the toys, Beau has not chewed a single item in the house, nor has he even attempted to snatch anything off the counter.
In fact, he has yet to hop on the sofa! 

We want to thank SAGreys for the service they provide. Without their services, Mr. Beau (aka Beauregard, Bocephus, Bo-Bo, Bodacious, etc) would have never come into our lives. We look forward to being active members in the organization.

Eric, Jennifer, and Brooke Haselby

Ramses (aka Dodge) is doing great! He is getting better every day on his walks and is such a nice doggie. He met his feline sister and handled it all fine (however she got a little puffed out and hissy!) He has also conquered the stairs and goes up and down them like a pro. We are so in love with our new family member!

- Tracie Howland

Stormy is GREAT.  I am sure she is part Jack Russell Terrier.  She is as sweet as can be an gets on great with Benny.  She has me up by 7 am and wants to be walked.  Which is good cause she forces me to get up.  No sleeping in for my Stormy girl.  She is just a dream and is wonderful around the house. 

Joni

About me:I guess my owners were into Greek mythology. They called me Zeus. I’m a laid-back dude, reserved, and satisfied to sit back and be entertained by the antics of my species, and yours! I guess I’ve been around life’s track more than once because I don’t feel the need to get involved in minutia. However, that does not include cuddles, kisses, plush doggie beds, squeaky toys, and long walks in the cool hours of the day with a compatible human. Those things I love and I’m definitely into! I’m looking for an old soul of the human variety that can distinguish quality from quantity, and class from glitz. Yes, I know I sound like a fur snob, and perhaps I am, but I’m such a great dog, you’ll appreciate my discriminating tastes once I get my paws on your couch!

Blast [now Tucker] is a sweet, young boy with many idiosyncracies.  He has blended well into our 'multi-species' family and despite not looking like your traditional greyhound, he definitely has mastered the couch, the bed and the "assisted roach".  

He is a sweet, simple boy that loves his walks, tummy rubs and definitely feels that breakfast is the most important meal of the day.  The 'heart-shaped' spot on his belly really tells it all - he's full of love!  We absolutely love him to pieces!

Cindy

Trey-now Apollo- has solidified his status as laziest member of the family... My four and five year old children have taken over the feeding/watering duties, and Apollo is always ready to remind them of their job!  He is up at five thirty licking their faces and hitting them with his tail until they get up and get on with the food deliver.  While this does give us adults thirty extra seconds in the nice warm bed, we cannot help but laugh at their antics.  Apollo (once skeptical of the kiddos) now adores the two short people who play, hug, and kiss him daily.  He also knows who is good for a treat when the adults aren't looking!  

We have taken Apollo to the Grand Canyon for a camping trip as well.  He did however prefer being zipped up in the tent, under the sleeping bags, while we sat by the campfire.  Even so, he did a great job of exploring the canyon with the family while the sun was shining.

He has also met other dogs, big and small, with no complications.  We have no complaints at all with our newest family member!

Jennifer and Matthew Laxton

About me:They call me Flash. Why? Because if you chase me around the kennel playground, I can bob and weave so fast that you’ll never catch me. My reputation for speed and agility is well known. The Arizona Wild Cats offered me a job but I told them, thanks, but no thanks. At four years of age, I’m through working. I’m retired, looking for a home with people that appreciate and understand my breed, knowing that I will make a great family fur companion. I’m one handsome critter, and any wolf whistles that come our way during our walks, are mine, all mine! I’m fascinated with toys. I can toss them, chase them, and chew them to make them squeak, without protest. I’m impressed; these toys are tough cookies. Hope you have mucho toys when you adopt me

About me:My name is Paisley, a small female princess. My black and white coat is very fetching. So fetching, in fact, that Welsh sheep farmers want to cradle me around their necks like a paisley scarf. Mm, that sounds all well and good, but I hate cold weather. Looking for soft doggie beds, loving hands, many kisses, and adoration. Did I mention that I’m a Diva?

About me:Lina is very shy and is learning to trust her foster.

She loves being part of the pack and could not be an only dog.
She is a work in progress, so stay tuned for updates and availability.

We love our Connie.  She has merged with our small family seamlessly.  We did play “chase around the couch” a few times when she first came home with us.  She was a very fearful dog.  The Christmas tree placement next to her dog dish was a huge problem.  We finally moved her dog dish to a new “safe” location and all was well.   Now, she knows that hands are for petting and when the doorbell rings, it’s probably someone else that has come over to pet her.  She gets on amazingly well with our male 8 yr old greyhound Attila the Hungry.  She likes to follow him around, steal his toys when he puts them down, and give him kisses.  Connie loves her afternoon walks and knows when it is time for her walks, her dinner, and her evening treat.  Every once in a while she jumps the clock by about 15 minutes, but her humans were pretty easy to train!  In the photo, Connie is on her first airplane trip to San Diego.  She was totally fascinated with looking out the windows.

Patricia Hartowicz and Carl Foster

Little miss Roolette came to our ranch and was right at home immediately! She even roached her first night!

She was introduced to our heelers and hasn’t been the same since. She literally thinks she’s a cattle dog now! She chases the ball with the other girls and gives them a run for their money! She loves walks in the morning when we go feed the horses and absolutely must stop to sniff the goats! She’s not too fond of the cows though!

She has definitely come out of her shell and even tries to play just a little too rough at times! She’s the queen of our king sized bed and ruler of any room she’s in! She does circles for treats and must, must, must know why you are going outside and why she wasn’t invited. She has 16 toys to choose from at anytime and 3 couches she has made her own!

If she’s not spoiled, I don’t know who is! She thinks anything fluffy belongs to her! She gets into staring contests with Rick but always bolts like a rocket from room to room if she thinks she’s won! Roo runs and talks in her sleep as well, which is great for some hilarious pictures! I make dreamcatchers and have caught her more than once with feathers sticking out of her mouth! Little turd! There was once when we had company over that she decided to get into my laundry basket and drag my underwear out right in the middle of the living room in front of everyone!!! I could have died! She didn’t get a treat that day, LOL. She has our hearts in the palm of her paw!

Silly Roolette :)

We love having Eve and Benji in our home!  We did give them new names -- Eve is now Isabeau, and Benji is now Viggo (aka "Viggosaurus Rex").  It's hard to believe it's only been six months. We love them like they've always been part of our family.

Isabeau loves sunbeams and patrolling the backyard for signs of cats. During playtime, she'll toss her stuffed toy high into the air, jump to catch it and then tear around the yard shaking and tossing all the way.  She is the sweetest, most affectionate hound we've ever known. But she also let's her "outside voice" bark out from time to time.

Viggo clearly is still getting used to being a pet, as opposed to being the object of someone's business.  He has many sides to his personality -- including (but not often) an introverted almost skittish side.  He also loves to play.  

He sings 'the song of his people' to greet us when we come home.  He loves to run around the yard -- he can ALMOST reach full speed across the straight portions. We work with him daily to let him know he's loved and accepted.  It's clear he was treated harshly while he was a track dog.  Nevertheless, we see his sweet side WAY more than his prickly side.  We're confident in the time to come that he'll make a full transition away from his former life.

David and Jenny Cunniff

Lacey was adoted by the Vaskovic family, and they have been interviewed for the blog.

One of their favorite things about Lacey is seing her go from being so scared and mistrustful when she got here to being so happy about everything. To see her personality emerge has been great. She is so tall, and brown and silent that she remind them of a deer.

Head on over to Lacey's Post on the SA Greys blog!

Hello all, River here.  Just dropping a note to let everyone know how I'm doing.  This new place is really great, I have two big fluffy pillow beds and there's even a day bed for sleeping during the day!   

My mom says (yeah, I got a MOM) that I'm a really good boy 'cause I let her know when I want to go out.  Who wouldn't?  I have a whole yard all to myself, I can walk around in it and poop wherever I want, then Mom lets me come back inside when I want.  

Dad's really cool too, he lets me help him get dressed.  I don't know how he managed before I was here to put my nose in his armpits, I mean how else could he find them?  Dad has this cool scooter thing that he sits on to get around and it make all kinds of funny noises, but they don't scare me at all.  

Recently I discovered "squeeky toys", wow are they ever fun.  Mom and Dad had to turn on 'closed captioning' during some show they were watching on TV 'cause of my toys.  TV has little people and animals running and jumping inside it, but they don't ever come out to play, b-o-r-i-n-g.  Some times we get in the car and go to this fun place called a park, or is it bark?  I get to run with my new friends and there's not a muzzle or track in sight.  Mom says I need to learn how to walk on leash better, but that will come.  

So, in case you were wondering I am one happy, happy boy.  

Marcelle and Doug Cox

I’m Rocket. I’m a large white male with black ticking. Racing was fun for a while, competing against those other dogs, beating them to the finish line, but I got tired. As a famous singer once sang, “Is that all there is?” When my number was called for retirement and I was scheduled to enter a rescue group, I was relieved. I would like to feel the sun on my face, sniff cactus, watch wildlife skip, hop and run through the desert. Most of all, I would like a special person to swoop in on a helicopter, 007 style, and take me home. Although a male, I sure like affection and snuggling with someone special. However, if you tell this to any of my colleagues at the kennel, I will deny it!

They call me Teddy. I’m active, playful, and settling in nicely thank you, in my new digs at the kennel. I love the volunteers because they give me hugs and cuddles. I’ve watched anchors and reporters on television. Frankly, I think I could give them a run for their microphones. My teeth can chatter more than 80 words a minute, and I’m cuter. I do have a little difficulty with pronunciation, but I’m practicing. So watch out Savannah Guthrie. Teddy’s catching up to you

I’m a big, red boy called Scooby. I have adorable tall ears. I like people, get along with my kennel mates, but I’d rather be curled up on your couch with you watching Sunday night football. Don’t worry; your couch will be safe from mounds of fur ‘cos greyhounds shed very little. Be warned, I will get excited when someone scores a touchdown, and I may jump on and off the couch a few times. For sure, I’ll be ROO-ing up a storm!

Hi folks. I’m Hardy, a large male, and just a youngster. I love to play and enjoy the affection I’m getting from the volunteers. I’m all white except for a red patch over my right eye. Great timing for Halloween, don’t ya think? I’ll make a perfect canine pirate when I go trick or treating with you and the family. Course, I may also use my pirating skills to snatch extra biscuits at the kennel. Whoops! Did I really bark that?

About me:I’m a fawn beauty called Katie. I’m a medium size hound that’s active and friendly. My puppy days are over, but I still like to play and schmooze with dogs and people. They say I’m a talker. I say I’m practicing my vocals to become an opera star. I would love to sing at the opera house in Sidney, Australia. So to my future adopter, please save your quarters and I’ll save my doggie biscuits to buy two tickets to Australia. Gotta go, it’s time to practice scales.

I’m Blaze, long and lean, and one active machine. Yep, I’m one happy guy that loves to play. Can’t wait to romp around with my new family in the back yard, the doggie park, or even Yosemite National Park. Better make sure you have me on the leash if we go to Yosemite. You never know, I may have to ‘duke it out’ with a bear, and I think the bear would win. Of course, if the bear were chasing me, that’s another matter: he’d have no chance! I can’t wait to blaze a trail to your front door, and your heart. Will you let me in?