Cats: With Work
Small Dogs: N/A
I’m a former brood Mom called Ria. I’ve just discovered toys and I’m over the moon. I could spend hours alone playing with those things. I was a good mom but, as the Lebanese philosopher Kahlil Gibran pointed out, I was merely the bow from which my living puppies were sent forth. I get it. I did my bit. They’re gone. Now it’s time for Mama to party. I’m very much like my sister Heather – she’s now in foster. We love to play, are very affectionate and gentle and adore cuddles. We both want to live with an amicable male greyhound, or two, as we’re big fans of ‘knights in shining armor!’ After all, you never know when a lady greyhound might need a little rescuing – not every pooch likes spiders! Female greyhounds – just like people - have secret femme fatal qualities that we draw upon when necessary. Please! We know how to bat our eyelashes to make the males do our bidding, and they love it!