Falco is an eight-year-old male greyhound who lives with his owners, George and Terry, on the scenic eastern shore of Maryland. He is a goofy, spoiled, often temperamental boy who will occasionally impress us with 40 mph bursts of energy. Usually, however, he is content to curl up on the couch. Here are some of his travels and adventures.
This afternoon George and I took Falco, Chris, and Kate to a farm in Church Hill to pick our own pumpkins for Halloween. We had to watch Falco like a hawk to make sure he didn't pee on the pumpkins! We had a great time pulling a wagon around the fields and choosing the most unique pumpkins and gourds. On the ride home, Falco kicked back as usual...
We took Falco to the park today to let him run around off the leash. He dashes around like a crazy dog, sprinting straight at us at 40 mph and veering off at the last second.
Today, however, Falco somehow managed to rip off his right front dew claw while racing around. It began to bleed profusely, and although it didn't seem to bother him any, we loaded him into the car and took him directly to the vet. She cleaned and bandaged it up with a sporty blue dressing and sent him home. Later that evening, we took him out for a walk around the block, and he cut a pad on the bottom of the other front paw! Not wanting to get blood all over our house, George grabbed one of his old sweat socks and duct taped it onto his scrawny leg. He was a pathetic sight!
Despite looking ridiculous, Falco was a very good sport about the whole episode. The sock came off the next day, and his dew claw grew back just fine. All in a day's work for a goofy greyhound!
Today, however, Falco somehow managed to rip off his right front dew claw while racing around. It began to bleed profusely, and although it didn't seem to bother him any, we loaded him into the car and took him directly to the vet. She cleaned and bandaged it up with a sporty blue dressing and sent him home. Later that evening, we took him out for a walk around the block, and he cut a pad on the bottom of the other front paw! Not wanting to get blood all over our house, George grabbed one of his old sweat socks and duct taped it onto his scrawny leg. He was a pathetic sight!
Despite looking ridiculous, Falco was a very good sport about the whole episode. The sock came off the next day, and his dew claw grew back just fine. All in a day's work for a goofy greyhound!
