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Nancy lives as the caretaker for and at the mercy of four, soon to be five, retired racing greyhounds in Sometimes Sunny South Carolina.

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Thursday, July 29, 2004
 
29 July 2004
Just wanted to take a few minutes to get started again on this blog...

So much has changed since my last entry, but so much remains the same. It's been well over a year since we've had a foster, and I'm pretty used to it now. All the hounds and the kitties are still with us. I'm still without an adoption group, and it seems that every time I get a pang to try again with one or the other of the two that have gone by the wayside I hear a story or have to interact with someone from one or the other groups and I'm QUICKLY reminded of how much better off I am going it solo. :)

Here's a recap: Somewhere around December or January, Candy and Josh had a fight between their foster, Matt, and their other dogs. CGC found out and Tavette soon demanded his return to her house. Between then and February, there was a lot of static, but it ended up with Tavette (acting as CGC) taking Candy to court over Matt AND Blitz b/c even though the board voted to approve Candy adopting him no adoption fee had been paid. Somehow she convinced the court that the blue slip signed by the owner AND a letter signed by the other owner did not mean that the owners had handed over the dogs to Candy, and Tavette won. Me thinks that she might have known the judge, but I wasn't there so it's all just supposition. Candy appealed so that she didn't have to give up the dogs. Groovy right? Wrong. The payment for the appeal bounced about the same time that Candy and Josh got screwed by their landlord and evicted, and the dogs went to the Animal Shelter.

Well, the buddies that Tavette has at the shelter wasted no time in calling her about the greyhounds that were there...they didn't wait the required 3 days for the owner to claim them, mind you...and she ran over and scooped up Matt and Blitz. Candy was devastated. Another greyhound friend helped her bail out the rest of her dogs, and she and Josh set out to stay with a friend of theirs.

Somehow they ended up back in court...I'm actually not sure how, don't really remember...but this time Candy had pet certificates on both boys proving that they were hers. Would you believe Tavette won AGAIN? I think she was asking for some ungodly amount of money that Candy ended up not having to pay, and Matt and Blitz stayed with her...probably crated all day in her small foster room...watching the small dogs in her house run by...I can't imagine. Part of me wanted to go watch the circus that I'm sure that court was, but I couldn't due to work. Kinda glad, actually...if I never have to hear Tavette's voice again it will be too soon.

Candy has now moved to Long Island and Josh is looking for a new place to live...and life goes on, I suppose...

Renn Fest is quickly approaching...again. Seems like we've just gotten done with our two weekends at GARF and now CRF looms in the distance, only 2 months away. I can't wait, though...I love having that special time to spend with my hounds. :)

One last little funny before I head off to work...Profile is not quite so brave anymore when it comes to balloons heading over his yard. Two days ago he was out in the yard when I heard a strange bark. I came out (with the other three) to investigate and found Profile staring up at the sky, ears up and tail tucked to his ribs, watching three hot air balloons go by. Must be a race in town this week or something. I opened the door and he flew inside, shaking like a leaf. Poor Liz just stood outside, looking up, trying to figure out what the hoopla was about. :)

Off to work to pay for kibble!

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