Because we don't have enough to do...

... we decided to help Italian Greyhound Rescue, and foster a 9 month old boy puppy.

Yes, we're nuts.  We know, thankyouverymuch.

And yes, he might just become a failed foster... i.e. I'm not sure Steve can give him up for adoption when the time comes.  ;-)  Here are some pictures that Greyhound Rescue took of him:  http://www.smbrjphoto.com/egor

His former name was Egor... we've changed it to Comet because he ZOOMS from one place to the other, and he has a bent tail right on the tip as if it got caught in a door at some point, and comets all have bent tails. 

Comet is a sweet boy, with a great personality, curious as can be, and ridiculously smart!  He's been dealing with the dominance wars from the senior incumbents just fine, and at some level, hasn't given in to Napoleon yet.  He's driving Napoleon NUTS, though, with the amount of play and running around.  It's great... Napoleon, age 11, is exhausted.  :-)  IO is just done with all of it.  He's a tired old man at the ripe old age of 13.

So how and why would a 9 month old puppy come into Rescue?  Well, a couple in their mid-late 80s decided they wanted another Italian Greyhound after their first one passed away.  Unfortunately, they came into ill health recently (stroke and hip replacement) and couldn't care for him any longer.  That said, I'm not really clear what they were thinking since IGs live to be 15 ... being that they shouldn't be buying green bananas either... maybe they were being optomistic that they'd live to 100?

Anyway, they weren't versed in the ways of breed rescue, and apparently calling the breeder from whom they bought him to return him wasn't an option.  There were some choice words for the breeder, so I hear.  Sooooo, they called the local police dispatch and asked if any of the officers would like a puppy, and could they get the dog in the next 3 hours - this was the only time their neighbor could take the dog to the pound.  Luckily, the dispatcher is the ex of someone in the local Greyhound Rescue group, and called Greyhound Rescue.  Greyhound Rescue called around to find who the local Italian Greyhound Rescue Rep is and if they could take the dog. 

IG Rescue agreed to take the dog, and then the call to foster this boy went out to the Rescue list of which I am a part.  Greyhound Rescue was located in Aberdeen, and I know that we're the closest IG Rescue Rep geographically.

Aaaaaaand I also know Steve has wanted a puppy for forever.  So I offered to foster this boy, knowing full well that he may never leave us.