The Greyhound
I went to the dog track kennel one day and hoped to find a new pet. The long rows of double stacked crates held so many hopeful faces. Suddenly, big brown eyes met mine and I knew I had to meet this one. A big red fawn boy came out to greet me and leaned on me. That was the day my first greyhound picked me.
A big red fawn boy came out to greet me and leaned on me. I went to the dog track kennel one day and hoped to find a new pet. The long rows of double stacked crates held so many hopeful faces. That was the day my first greyhound picked me. Suddenly, big brown eyes met mine and I knew I had to meet this one.