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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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Wednesday, July 28, 2004
 
3 January 2002
Snow! Nancy here again, but reporting for several of the hounds in order to avoid fights over the keyboard. We've got probably 2-3 inches of snow now, with a nice layer of frozen slush underneath. I think the general opinion from the hounds is that they like the snow, just so that the basement door is open for them to come in and get warm. Scott and I took a walk with Hunk and Bo just now, and (bless his heart) Hunk looked so silly... I put Liz's snood on him (I haven't officially ordered the other four from Angela Bruce yet!) which is teal, and the "Ski Instructor" jacket: light blue sky with a snowy-tree filled-mountainous scene around the bottom and a wide neckline that looks like a collar. Bo wore a berber accident that his Mommy and Daddy thought would pass as a coat, as long as none of the boys have to go while wearing it.

Jeany keeps running out here into the den and looking out the window, like she expects to see the yard again at any moment. When she went out the first time this morning, she ran to the edge of the yard, did her business, then FLEW back to the house. Jeany is nothing if not a creature of comfort.

Liz was a real trooper. I decked her out in the "spotty dog coat" which makes the wearer resemble a dalmatian, and sent her out to potty. She jumped and played and enjoyed what may be the first time she's ever seen snow (since she lived on a farm in Florida her whole life). I know that those old bones and joints were cold, but she didn't seem to mind. The funniest thing was when we let the fosters out of their crates for their turn in the winter wonderland, and they couldn't stop sniffing her! It was as though they'd just discovered a giant stuffy toy. Right now, as I write, she's on the couch taking it easy, with a towel over her head. That girl LOVES to burrow!

Profile wants desperately to play out in the snow, but he's got to wait until the humans warm up a bit. :) We've lifted the drape over the defunct sliding glass doors, and he keeps running over to the sofa in front of them and standing up, straining to see outside and whining. He'll get his chance, but only AFTER I get a snap sewn on the "vanilla" jacket. We really need some snoods! The snow is coming down again...we may have 5 inches by the time we're done, and that's A LOT for "Sunny South Carolina!"

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