<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009</id><updated>2011-06-06T02:53:01.428-04:00</updated><category term='Tess'/><title type='text'>Three Greyhounds</title><subtitle type='html'>The daily life of three geriatric greyhounds. A greyhound blog by Cori, Luci &amp; Tess.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-1083041943540702337</id><published>2007-03-12T13:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T14:59:53.034-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tess'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tess left us three weeks ago. She was 12 1/2 and was our fun-loving youngster till the end. Tessaroo, Woowoogirl, Wootie, BooBoo - she had so many nicknames all reflecting that happy girl spirit.She went to Guatemala with us for three months, plus a month of travel time, last year and learned to hate and love traveling. We returned for her last year or so here, and she rested and romped and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/1083041943540702337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/1083041943540702337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2007/03/tess-tess-left-us-three-weeks-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d177/cathyinguate/Greyhounds/th_tesswaits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-112073197695487950</id><published>2005-07-07T06:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T06:26:16.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Luci left us yesterday to go join Cori. She was 11 and a half and was happy and active until almost the very end. This past Monday she enjoyed a day at her "spa", complete with some morsels of lobster and vanilla ice cream and a boat ride around the lake. Luci was fun-loving, our Jackie O pearl girl, who loved toys and good night kisses, snow, being at home, the big beddie and a glass of cold </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/112073197695487950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/112073197695487950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2005/07/luci-left-us-yesterday-to-go-join-cori.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-111003450081871497</id><published>2005-03-05T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T09:55:00.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a coooold, icy winter.... and then we started to get snow... lots and lots of snow.  But Spring is on the way and things are looking up. Meanwhile we're hunkered down on the couches, waiting patiently.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/111003450081871497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/111003450081871497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-been-coooold-icy-winter.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-110484058398490909</id><published>2005-01-04T07:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T07:09:43.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things are shaking out here... Luci has put Tess in her place once or twice, in a kind lady-like manner of course. Tess is living with remaining at the bottom of the heap. She enjoys testing the limits every few minutes though, just in case something has changed.We finally got to go to the cottage on Saturday... it was beautiful and snowy, but cold. We stayed long enough for a good little walk </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/110484058398490909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/110484058398490909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2005/01/things-are-shaking-out-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-110376751717905227</id><published>2004-12-22T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T21:05:17.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We really miss Cori. We've been a bit depressed and neither of us is too sure of our place. There's some serious politicking going on around the food bowls, the toys and the beds. Hopefully this will all shake out soon and we can get back to the important things... like burrowing in the snow and digging in the Diggy Box.Oh yeah... we're both shedding like crazy. Things have been a bit stressful</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/110376751717905227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/110376751717905227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/12/we-really-miss-cori.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-110281739363101285</id><published>2004-12-11T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T14:12:53.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cori lost her battle with kidney disease today... she went peacefully... and is missed terribly... fly free Budgie-girl</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/110281739363101285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/110281739363101285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/12/cori-lost-her-battle-with-kidney.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d177/cathyinguate/Greyhounds/th_corifall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-110096203231340165</id><published>2004-11-20T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T09:47:12.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We have been terribly terribly lazy recently. We have no real excuses. Frankly we're happy with things as they are.It's hunting season, which we detest. And this has been a bad year. Any day (other than Sunday) at any time there may be a gunshot or a series of shots. Tess really gets scared and hides in the thunder bunker shaking like a leaf.But that hasn't stopped her from digging in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/110096203231340165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/110096203231340165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/11/we-have-been-terribly-terribly-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109887960913625030</id><published>2004-10-27T08:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T14:17:46.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Toby was a cat and our housemate since we've lived here. He was feisty and ruled the roost - frankly we were all afraid of him although we learned to coexist peacefully, especially the last few years.He was a talker... if a human said "meow", he would meow back and carry on a back-and-forth conversation indefinitely. Toby always let you know that he was around and what he wanted. He was also </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109887960913625030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109887960913625030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/10/toby-was-cat-and-our-housemate-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d177/cathyinguate/Greyhounds/th_toby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109810130405842373</id><published>2004-10-18T08:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T08:08:24.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Toby (1986 - October 10, 2004)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109810130405842373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109810130405842373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/10/toby-1986-october-10-2004.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109595026089821268</id><published>2004-09-23T10:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T10:38:37.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's woods-walking time of year! We wait and wait for this. Luci prefers the woods over the road any day of the week... she doesn't really like coming across other people or dogs, just the soft feel of path and soothing sound of leaves crunching underpaw.The turkeys have been roaming our woods and we can smell them everywhere. They're big this year and there are about 20, at last count. We know</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109595026089821268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109595026089821268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/09/its-woods-walking-time-of-year-we-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109586125509577684</id><published>2004-09-22T09:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T09:54:15.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The geocaching was quite a romp. We went to Twin Brooks where one of the caches is located. That's one of our favorite stomping grounds anyway, although we haven't been there for quite a while. We headed down a wooded path and promptly all three went in different directions - a wonderful extension lead twisting extravaganza...They tried the GPS out for quite a while while we were flailing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109586125509577684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109586125509577684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/09/geocaching-was-quite-romp.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109561510551944490</id><published>2004-09-19T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T13:31:45.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today we're going Geocaching. Apparently they have little boxes of things to discover everywhere. The humans need a GPS to do this. We say - just follow your nose! We've known about these little boxes of goodies FOREVER. Why do you think we always want to go snort around in the woods?No matter - if this mean we get more walkies, we're all for it! Geocaching, here we come!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109561510551944490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109561510551944490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/09/today-were-going-geocaching.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109543982142092929</id><published>2004-09-17T13:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T12:50:21.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We've had a busy morning. First we slept in...Then Luci went out into the yard, did her business and jumped into the frogpond... Then Tess went out and got into the diggy box, covered her paws with dirt and brought it in to mix with the water from the frogpond.Now we're all sleeping.The sounds of the mop and vacuum disturb our beauty sleep.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109543982142092929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109543982142092929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/09/weve-had-busy-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109466794656419443</id><published>2004-09-08T14:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T14:25:46.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We had such a nice time with Rosie on Sunday. She is so very refined, like most greyhounds. She was friendly. She ignored grumpy Tess. She moved away from Cori's special couch. She arrived with a very nice human who gave us plenty of attention.And she brought the World's Best Treats! They are a dried chicken tender jerky that just melts in your mouth (some chewing required)... We are completely</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109466794656419443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109466794656419443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/09/we-had-such-nice-time-with-rosie-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109430441128745158</id><published>2004-09-04T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T09:26:51.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Never Fear!Everything is fine here, just a very slow time, while summer winds down. We have been absolute slugs. We've hardly touched the diggy box even. The weather hasn't helped - muggy/damp - the hottest weather we've had all summer, which isn't saying much... But now a cool front is in and things are looking up!Tomorrow we go to camp and Rosie comes to visit, we hope. Rosie is a beautiful</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109430441128745158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109430441128745158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/09/never-fear-everything-is-fine-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109291852291854316</id><published>2004-08-19T08:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T08:28:42.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been humid for days and days and days. Not just a little, but drenching wet, all the time. The grass is about a foot deep because there's hardly a chance to mow it and poor Cori has to hop her way through it. We all like the advantage of having our greens available without having to bend down though. And our Down in The Valley part of the yard is the perfect place for Luci to do her veldting</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109291852291854316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109291852291854316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/08/its-been-humid-for-days-and-days-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109240159231464451</id><published>2004-08-13T08:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T08:53:12.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday at camp there was an hour of rumbling thunder. We didn't like it but we're getting desensitized - even Tess calms down after a while. Of course, we might have been tired to begin with because Little Man came over to play again yesterday! And you all know what havok he wreaks! Since it was rainy he only went swimming twice and spent the rest of the time patrolling our little house. He </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109240159231464451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109240159231464451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/08/yesterday-at-camp-there-was-hour-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109222199585086577</id><published>2004-08-11T06:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T08:48:46.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know when you have a thunderstorm before 7 am, it's gonna be a loooong day.We're pacing, pacing, pacing. Except Tess who is shaking, shaking, shaking in the thunder bunker - the safe place under the computer desk, where all the wires are.A big Happy Birthday to our Grandma!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109222199585086577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109222199585086577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/08/you-know-when-you-have-thunderstorm.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109214829082026802</id><published>2004-08-10T10:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T10:32:29.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rosie didn't make it on Sunday because the weather was supposed to be (and was) bad. We look forward to her visit in a couple weeks...We've been lazy. Yes, we confess. We know that greyhounds are often mistaken for high-wired bundles of energy. Boy, do we have people fooled.Last night: big bonus! The humans went away and came back with GIANT bowls of vanilla ice cream. Apparently there was a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109214829082026802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109214829082026802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/08/rosie-didnt-make-it-on-sunday-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109204853874038711</id><published>2004-08-09T06:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T06:48:58.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saturday night: click, click, click, click</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109204853874038711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109204853874038711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/08/saturday-night-click-click-click-click.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109156627056141098</id><published>2004-08-03T16:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T16:54:13.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things We Really Don't Like1. Thunderstorms2. Thunderstorms3. Thunderstorms4. Aggressive dogs5. Unleased dogs6. Unleashed, aggressive dogs7. Loud, unexpected noises8. Nail clipping (but we like the treats that follow)9. Puppies that crawl under us10. Lightning</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109156627056141098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109156627056141098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/08/things-we-really-dont-like-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109154331832367103</id><published>2004-08-03T10:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T10:28:38.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good news! Our greyhound friend Rosie will be visiting us at camp Sunday. Yay! With this hot, muggy weather, we haven't had much energy. Pretty much eating and sleeping, although Tess did revisit the Diggy Box this morning, for old time's sake. We've been spending most of our yard time "down in the valley", the wooded, shady section where no human can see what we're doing... heh heh heh. That </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109154331832367103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109154331832367103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/08/good-news-our-greyhound-friend-rosie.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109121329419734189</id><published>2004-07-30T14:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T14:48:14.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cori blogging: Hungry, hungry, hungry! I'm eating everything in sight these days. We went to camp yesterday and I waded four times and went for two long walks. And now I'm really hungry. And the toppings could be more exciting. Canned dog food on kibble gets dull. Roasted chicken breasts get boring. I want the good stuff...How about filet mignon? Or a nice tender pot roast? How do I know </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109121329419734189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109121329419734189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/07/cori-blogging-hungry-hungry-hungry-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109105426373823483</id><published>2004-07-28T18:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T18:37:43.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rain. Blah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109105426373823483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109105426373823483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/07/rain.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109085645148293702</id><published>2004-07-26T11:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T11:40:51.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We had a nice (peaceful) day at camp yesterday. We swam, we slept, we snacked.There is one small problem at camp. Tess gets restless at night, because she really wants to get in the "big beddy" and she's not allowed. (Only Cori, most spoiled gh of all time is allowed in the big beddy at night; Luci is Queen of the Big Beddy by day. That leaves only a few stolen moments for Tess and it's just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109085645148293702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109085645148293702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/07/we-had-nice-peaceful-day-at-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-10904261065010105</id><published>2004-07-21T12:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T12:08:26.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We're still resting from the Little Man invasion.Tess is starting to recover though. She spent some quality time in the Diggy Box this morning. Thanks to yesterday's rain and today's humidity the Diggy Box dirt is quite moist. It clings to her toes nicely until she gets inside and her formerly white legs are now a muddy brown. Why must humans spend so much time vacuuming? It disturbs our naps.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/10904261065010105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/10904261065010105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/07/were-still-resting-from-little-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-109029795968235221</id><published>2004-07-20T00:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T14:31:09.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunday Little Man invaded our peaceful paradise...LM discovers water.Water is fun!Wow! I can swim!A quiet moment.Ouch! Poor Greg!He's still an upstart and we're waiting for the etiquette lessons to kick in. Tess was exhausted from trying to keep track of the shenanigans. Cori and Luci greeted the young pup and then went back to sleep. We think he had fun. He was very entertaining!In case you're </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109029795968235221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/109029795968235221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/07/sunday-little-man-invaded-our-peaceful.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d177/cathyinguate/Greyhounds/th_lmatcamp2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108972689310976572</id><published>2004-07-13T09:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T14:25:37.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vacation Memories...Vacation is exhausting...Ahhh... summerLuci keeps busyWhere's our boat ride?(Note: With the exception of the waterfront itself, this area is completely fenced in - we are ALWAYS leashed in unfenced areas...)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108972689310976572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108972689310976572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/07/vacation-memories.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d177/cathyinguate/Greyhounds/th_coriresting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108972459242533912</id><published>2004-07-13T09:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T09:16:32.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cori surreptitiously got her jaws around some delicious dirt yesterday (undoubtedly purloined from the Diggy Box) and managed to purge it in the middle of the night - dirt, gravel, you name it. For once it wasn't on a wall-to-wall carpet, and surprisingly, no one except Cori was awake for the event. We woke this morning to a very interesting, earthy mix and muttered human curses... we thought it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108972459242533912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108972459242533912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/07/cori-surreptitiously-got-her-jaws.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108962649210417829</id><published>2004-07-12T05:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T09:51:03.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vacation, vacation, vacation! We loved it but we thought it might never end...We spent several days at our camp this past week and have had our fill of the outdoors, the lake and lying around on couches, in that order. (Now we want to spend a few days lying around on beds.)Such a busy time. Lots of car rides. LOTS of interesting food toppings this week since the grill was going full-tilt. One</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108962649210417829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108962649210417829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/07/vacation-vacation-vacation-we-loved-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108920606390393304</id><published>2004-07-07T09:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T14:22:22.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Diggy Box - The Saga Continues...Some late night Diggy Box excavation...Caught in the act...Tess is obviously feeling much, much better!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108920606390393304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108920606390393304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/07/diggy-box-saga-continues.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d177/cathyinguate/Greyhounds/th_tessdiggy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108911559383619769</id><published>2004-07-06T08:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T08:06:33.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Godspeed, Annie...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108911559383619769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108911559383619769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/07/godspeed-annie.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108871576329025791</id><published>2004-07-01T16:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T17:02:43.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Something's going on with Tess... Maybe she hurt her back somehow - she's not saying. But she is doing a lot of squawking on and off, and she fell down onto her back trying to get up the outside steps this afternoon. She's in for a vet visit before long if this doesn't clear up.Good news! Auntie Annie had a fluid IV at the vet this morning and is feeling a whole lot better. IV fluids can be a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108871576329025791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108871576329025791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/07/somethings-going-on-with-tess.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108856330559738905</id><published>2004-06-29T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T22:41:45.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We're a little worried about our cousin, Annie, the cat. (Actually she's probably technically our aunt.) She just found out her kidneys aren't too good - her BUN and creatanine levels are up. Cori can sympathize - it doesn't feel good when extra waste products are clogging your bloodstream. Nausea, vomiting, fatigue - kidney disease is crummy.But for now, Annie has gone onto a kidney diet and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108856330559738905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108856330559738905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/06/were-little-worried-about-our-cousin.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108841316136174505</id><published>2004-06-28T04:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T05:01:12.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everyone's feeling much better here. No late night diarrhea interludes; no neverending vomit sessions. Things are looking up!Plus we got to go swimming and sunbathing yesterday, always a great joy...Luci had a giant, engorged tick on her though - yuck. It came off in a cloud of fur and blood. What a buggy year. Then, magically, most bugs were gone yesterday. That's a turn for the better.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108841316136174505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108841316136174505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/06/everyones-feeling-much-better-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108818421269506328</id><published>2004-06-25T13:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T13:23:32.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Luci blogging: Cori's feeling much better today. No vomiting after 4pm yesterday. She wasn't hungry last night, but kept a Pepcid and some water down in the evening. Had a great night's sleep and is hungry and eating and drinking well today.We all have Tess to thank for keeping us up half the night though. She had to go out every hour from 2-7am to have diarrhea and apparently had some inside </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108818421269506328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108818421269506328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/06/luci-blogging-coris-feeling-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108810552978689932</id><published>2004-06-24T15:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T15:32:09.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cori's still not feeling well. It's a tough day. She's not keeping any food down and water is difficult too. She's not interested in grass now. No food appeals. Hopefully when her stomach rests for a while, she'll feel differently. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108810552978689932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108810552978689932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/06/coris-still-not-feeling-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108809094243803410</id><published>2004-06-24T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T11:29:02.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cori's having a rough day with her stomach. Despite her early am Pepcid, she has had several biley vomit sessions and a desperate desire to eat grass. She's not too comfortable today. Hopefully she'll keep some food down later...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108809094243803410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108809094243803410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/06/coris-having-rough-day-with-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108785982645838907</id><published>2004-06-21T19:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T19:17:06.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry for the delay - our busy summer calendar has kept us racing around.And now the moment you've all been waiting for - we reveal the Diggy Box:This was once called the "herb garden"...Then it was the "flower garden"...We proudly present our "Diggy Box"!A sad, little toy stored for later.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108785982645838907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108785982645838907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/06/sorry-for-delay-our-busy-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108752389575167169</id><published>2004-06-17T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T21:58:15.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We have been dreadfully busy the last couple days. First we had to rest from our delightful trip on Tuesday. Then today we went BACK to camp and spent another glorious day, wading, watching fisherpeople, greeting neighbors, guarding the couch - a very demanding day.But, the piece de resistance and crowning glory of our last couple days is something we call our "diggy box". We'll leave that to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108752389575167169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108752389575167169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/06/we-have-been-dreadfully-busy-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108735581981506341</id><published>2004-06-15T23:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T23:16:59.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We had the best day!It was gorgeous out - sunny, warm, a nice breeze. We thought it was going to be boring, as most weekdays are. But then suddenly the collars went on,  the keys jingled and we heard the magic word "ride". Such excitement we have never felt. Our tails wagged. Our ears perked. We raced out the door and waited impatiently for the gate to open. We bounded into the van.It was a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108735581981506341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108735581981506341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/06/we-had-best-day-it-was-gorgeous-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108709107630951474</id><published>2004-06-12T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T21:44:36.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do they really think THIS is news? Rico the Dog ProdigyFrankly, we're surprised Rico isn't a greyhound. (Thanks to Grandma Jan for the link.)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108709107630951474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108709107630951474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/06/do-they-really-think-this-is-news-rico.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108708592160769928</id><published>2004-06-12T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T14:34:39.704-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Luci's Current Favorite Toy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108708592160769928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108708592160769928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/06/lucis-current-favorite-toy.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d177/cathyinguate/Greyhounds/th_lucitoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108697316897201335</id><published>2004-06-11T12:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T12:59:28.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A few slow days in a row. We've been doing a LOT of relaxing.But now the temp is back down. The breeze is cool. A good day for fun. We took a lovely walk on the blueberry hill this morning. No, the blueberries aren't out yet, but soon. We stomped around in the bushes and did our best to fertilize them well. We even avoided all the field ticks, not an easy task.The grass on our lawn is growing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108697316897201335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108697316897201335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/06/few-slow-days-in-row.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108682480097649466</id><published>2004-06-09T19:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T19:46:40.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hot and humid. Thunderstorms. Oh no...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108682480097649466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108682480097649466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/06/hot-and-humid.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108665135905787305</id><published>2004-06-07T19:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T08:08:45.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You've read about him for months and now finally some views of our favorite non-greyhound, our new young cousin, Little Man. As you may know LM lives with Uncle Greg and Auntie Bub. He is a bundle of energy and quite the whippersnapper. He needs to learn some MANNERS, but we think he's ok and Luci thinks he's pretty wonderful.Some training needed here... Obviously LM should be on the couch</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108665135905787305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108665135905787305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/06/youve-read-about-him-for-months-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108647762807857350</id><published>2004-06-05T19:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T19:24:25.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ode on A Rawhide BoneBy CoriO' glorious BoneWhat tender morsel pulls from thy unyielding shapeonce hard as stone, through much licking made softAnd pliable as a mortal soulGrown tender through the passage of time        What mad pursuit? What wild ecstasy? Chew'd rawhides are tasty but those unchew'dAre better, More endear'dIn Sweet AnticipationThe tongue doth lollThe teeth do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108647762807857350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108647762807857350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/06/ode-on-rawhide-bone-by-cori-o-glorious.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108640901667166302</id><published>2004-06-05T00:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T09:58:10.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We celebrate two birthdays this month. Cori turns 12. Tess turns 10. We're spring chickens, really. We certainly don't feel our age. Never mind the whole thing about "dog years". Yikes - that's just too scary.Wonder what we'll be getting for birthday gifts this year?  Gee in the past we've gotten - well - exactly nothing. Why would this year be any different?No one is sure when Luci's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108640901667166302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108640901667166302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/06/we-celebrate-two-birthdays-this-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108636264714407528</id><published>2004-06-04T11:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T11:24:07.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(Cori blogging...)whine...whine...whineI want to do something fun. The sun is shining. Take us somewhere... a ride... a walk... time for fun</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108636264714407528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108636264714407528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/06/cori-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108621811341205362</id><published>2004-06-02T18:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T19:15:13.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What do you canines out there get for kibble toppings?When we were young, we got nothing. Plain old, high quality kibble in a bowl. Supposedly it was good for us for so many reasons - our teeth, our stomachs, what-have-you. But as the years went by, some other foods slowly crept into the mix. Mostly it was little additions - some grated parmesan on our dry kibble, the occasional scrambled egg, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108621811341205362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108621811341205362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-do-you-canines-out-there-get-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108601035180066365</id><published>2004-05-31T09:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T13:35:33.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Are there any greyhounds out there reading this blog? Or Human Friends of greyhounds? You may have noticed that we prefer greyhounds, somewhat, over other dog breeds. (And cats? Fuggetaboudit!) We've worked hard on our non-greyhound doggy social skills. We're just so comfortable with each other because we grew up with only greyhounds and then went to the racetracks with other greyhounds. We </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108601035180066365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108601035180066365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/are-there-any-greyhounds-out-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108587672395255584</id><published>2004-05-29T20:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T19:19:40.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A busy day...Luci practices for Cirque de SoleilOuch - doesn't that hurt?An exhausting workout!A much-needed break from bloggingPhoto Essay by Tess(at least one of us was getting something done)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108587672395255584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108587672395255584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/busy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108584345006142695</id><published>2004-05-29T11:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T11:10:50.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sun!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108584345006142695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108584345006142695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/sun.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108577591159372286</id><published>2004-05-28T16:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T16:25:11.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rain.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108577591159372286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108577591159372286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/rain.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108566715979606146</id><published>2004-05-27T10:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T20:30:41.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally! At Last! Just when we were at the end of our leashes, something is happening. Even though it's still cloudy and dank out, we're going on a little road trip to camp. We'll probably get a couple walks. Sniff a few new blades of grass. Relax on the couch. Dunk our toes in the pond?It's been a tough haul for us since last Saturday when the rains came. We've been bored. We have cabin fever.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108566715979606146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108566715979606146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/finally-at-last-just-when-we-were-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108549236919191501</id><published>2004-05-25T09:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T09:39:29.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No thunderstorms last night. We all slept well. Still raining though. [heavy sighs]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108549236919191501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108549236919191501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/no-thunderstorms-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108539993856441079</id><published>2004-05-24T07:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T08:00:23.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>By Tess: It was the scariest night ever! It started around 3 - flashing and crashing like you wouldn't believe. It was SO LOUD and SO BRIGHT. I was terrified. I tried to get into the big beddy but Cori was already there. (She pretends to be afraid too, but I could tell she wasn't really). Then I paced around looking desperately for a "thunder bunker". I have a great thunder bunker downstairs - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108539993856441079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108539993856441079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/by-tess-it-was-scariest-night-ever-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108533316787497774</id><published>2004-05-23T13:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T14:08:45.282-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We joined this webring today (we're natural members since we clearly love greyhounds)...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108533316787497774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108533316787497774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/we-joined-this-webring-today-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d177/cathyinguate/Greyhounds/th_ghimage17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108516192484725529</id><published>2004-05-21T13:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T13:53:35.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Luci: For the record, all was not lost. I had MY pills in liverwurst at a much more respectable hour - 11am - plus I'm well-rested. A greyhound needs her beauty sleep.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108516192484725529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108516192484725529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/luci-for-record-all-was-not-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108514444583461646</id><published>2004-05-21T08:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T14:07:04.549-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Luci slept in this morning and missed our morning pb sandwich. It was delicious as always. The bread is Cori's favorite: oatmeal. Wheat is also acceptable. White is not. The peanut butter is smooth.Before PB &amp; PillsTess Approves the SandwichAfter PB &amp; PillsAfter all that peanut butter (and a couple pills) we have to spend some serious time working the pb coating off our tongues.Boy was that good.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108514444583461646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108514444583461646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/luci-slept-in-this-morning-and-missed.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d177/cathyinguate/Greyhounds/th_coripills.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108510699837969567</id><published>2004-05-20T22:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T22:36:51.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You should smell the lilacs in the yard and taste the fresh grass! Absolutely sublime.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108510699837969567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108510699837969567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/you-should-smell-lilacs-in-yard-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108490766131272488</id><published>2004-05-18T15:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T15:14:21.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mosquitoes are here. They arrived on Sunday. No more walkies in the woods until later in the summer. The little tormentors are fierce for a couple months and then slowly go away. Most of the time they don't bother us much, but when you come in from outside with fifteen of them clinging to your unfurred underbelly, it's just too much.  Luckily we're still resting up from all that recreating we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108490766131272488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108490766131272488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/mosquitoes-are-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108483721666550713</id><published>2004-05-17T19:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T19:40:16.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>zzzz... still sleeping off that demanding vacation...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108483721666550713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108483721666550713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/zzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108475788283816749</id><published>2004-05-16T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T20:44:01.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sat Noon (written yesterday - no Internet connection at camp)We're on vacation at our beloved camp. What beautiful weather - sunny and warm, but not too warm - in the 80's. No one's panting, We're all just snoozing away. Ahh...We got here last night. We've had a busy few days since Mark is on vacation and we're going on more outings than usual. Frankly, we couldn't believe we were getting in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108475788283816749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108475788283816749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/sat-noon-written-yesterday-no-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108440415105168248</id><published>2004-05-12T19:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T19:22:31.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>By the way, in case you missed it, we were mentioned in the Houston Chronicle yesterday! How lucky can three hound dogs be?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108440415105168248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108440415105168248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/by-way-in-case-you-missed-it-we-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108440342569127534</id><published>2004-05-12T19:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T19:42:26.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cori reporting: We had the MOST fabulous day yesterday. Early am we got in the doggymobile for the two hour ride north. A ride is a fantastic thing by itself. But then we got to hang out at "the cabin" all day, had two or three short walks and then the crowning glory: a walk down the causeway between the two sides of the lake. Nothing is more heavenly...You have animal smells at every turn. You</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108440342569127534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108440342569127534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/cori-reporting-we-had-most-fabulous.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108423628364053187</id><published>2004-05-10T20:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T20:45:55.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a slow couple of days. A little walking. A lot of sleeping.But the good news is we're going on a trip tomorrow!! We all love going for rides and visiting people and places. Tomorrow it's off to grandmother's (and grandfather's) house we go. For our excursions, we have a special vehicle we travel in. The humans call it our "doggymobile". We call it the "crate-on-wheels". It's a van </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108423628364053187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108423628364053187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/its-been-slow-couple-of-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108406122306360688</id><published>2004-05-08T20:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T20:18:59.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Did we mention Tick Season? Tess had FIVE on her today after our walk in the woods. Even with Frontline on (which apparently kills ticks but only after a few hours; fleas right away, as we understand it). Ticks appear to like white. Luci hardly ever has any. Cori just had one. Again, they really don't bother us but seem to cause much human consternation.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108406122306360688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108406122306360688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/did-we-mention-tick-season-tess-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108403363009446574</id><published>2004-05-08T12:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T12:31:39.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Re: pill medium - This morning she tried Almond Butter. We say, "don't bother!" That was truly disgusting. Stick with pb, please. Cream cheese is good too (but not with antibiotics). Or liverwurst - please, please, please?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108403363009446574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108403363009446574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/re-pill-medium-this-morning-she-tried.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108401624979045221</id><published>2004-05-08T07:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T14:03:43.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tess is very restless and whiny this morning and now she's outside chewing up the lawn. Luckily it needed to be mowed and she's doing a great job. Her stomach doesn't sound gurgly but it must be upset. Time for a pepcid.Just like some of our older human relatives, our morning meds routine is quite a rigamarole:Cori gets a pepcid every morning since it helps prevent acid buildup/ulcers that can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108401624979045221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108401624979045221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/tess-is-very-restless-and-whiny-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d177/cathyinguate/Greyhounds/th_tessgrass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108393617601727570</id><published>2004-05-07T09:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T09:27:23.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today we're feeling a little big for our britches. Thanks to the comments some of you have left we discovered that we're practically famous! There was a even a link to us on USAToday.com.  We're trying not to let it go to our heads or interfere with our regular eating and sleeping schedule, but this is fun. Luci is especially excited because she's always felt a little let down since she stopped </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108393617601727570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108393617601727570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/today-were-feeling-little-big-for-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108379106483928479</id><published>2004-05-05T16:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T17:45:07.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here we are in the yard a couple weeks ago (before the grass grew back). We are told that the mud pit which is the yard in the Spring is somehow our fault. Just because we run around a lot and have a little digging problem? How can we help it if the grass doesn't grow? We water it A LOT!Be sure to note Luci's "bat ears", in the second photo, also known as the "satellite dishes". Tess has pretty</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108379106483928479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108379106483928479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/here-we-are-in-yard-couple-weeks-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108375898626149617</id><published>2004-05-05T08:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T08:14:11.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Uh oh. Black flies are out. That's not a good sign for walkies. We had a nice one last night though. It was cool out - about 40 - and the woods were beautiful. Full of good sniffies.Everyone is feeling good right now. Cori's not drinking as much water and is eating better. She hasn't been vomiting either. But she is eating grass - as much as she's allowed (which isn't too much). Luci and Tess</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108375898626149617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108375898626149617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/uh-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108340598609617210</id><published>2004-05-01T06:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T06:23:20.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow - it got warm suddenly. It's been in the 70s-80s for two days. Mark put the air conditioner back in the window and we had nice cool air on us last night. Luci LOVED it.We had a lovely sunbath yesterday afternoon. Sunny, warm - summer is here!And with the warm weather comes the ticks. Cori had a tick on her face yesterday. A tick walked off one of us onto Mark yesterday evening. So we were</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108340598609617210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108340598609617210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/05/wow-it-got-warm-suddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108327094277352449</id><published>2004-04-29T16:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T13:58:17.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Are they really cloning cats? What a terrible idea! Take this one: He's grumpy. He's loud. He smacks us in the face. (He does get tasty food - yum yum - but he doesn't like to share.)We already have two. Who wants another one of these around?Don't be cloning no cats! Yuck.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108327094277352449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108327094277352449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/04/are-they-really-cloning-cats-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d177/cathyinguate/Greyhounds/th_toby-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108285554383739737</id><published>2004-04-24T21:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T21:20:52.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We're frustrated bloggers. It's nice to be keeping this ongoing diary and fascinating to look back on our lives, but no one ever leaves us comments. We might as well just be talking to ourselves. Sigh...Oh well, let's go try to dig up the septic tank again!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108285554383739737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108285554383739737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/04/were-frustrated-bloggers.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108282349709971380</id><published>2004-04-24T12:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T12:22:27.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's feeling summery. Sunny days almost all week. Lots of good walkies. A few good rides.Tess got a major brushing today because she is just a shedding fur MONSTER. The white fluff was just shooting around the yard and she still has a way to go but it's much better. Luci and Cori both got a little brushing too, but neither of them had the fur motherlode that was clinging to Tess.Everyone's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108282349709971380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108282349709971380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/04/its-feeling-summery.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108259205895502267</id><published>2004-04-21T19:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T20:08:07.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why do the My Yahoo pet themes all relate to Purina and only Purina? Where are the other pet food companies? We would love puppies or kitties (not!) on our My Yahoo pages but we don't really need the Purina logo since we don't eat it and probably never will. Where are our favorite brands? Wellness? Nutro's? Better yet, show us some biscuits, Greenies, or dessicated liver treats. C'mon companies -</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108259205895502267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108259205895502267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/04/why-do-my-yahoo-pet-themes-all-relate.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108246957087097578</id><published>2004-04-20T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T10:08:06.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tess has gurgly tummy this morning, but we had an excellent night's sleep. No diarrhea. No incontinence. No one needing to go out in the middle of the night. Is this how normal people/dogs sleep?Tess had a Pepcid and her tummy is getting better. She tried to eat all three blades of grass off the lawn.Little Man came over last night and "entertained" us. We think he's quite an upstart and WAY </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108246957087097578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108246957087097578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/04/tess-has-gurgly-tummy-this-morning-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108238196675755576</id><published>2004-04-19T09:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T09:46:01.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to the Choo yesterday and it was wonderful. We took a walk, hung around outside. Cori and Luci even went into the (very cold but no longer frozen at our end) lake. We saw some geese that came right up to the edge of the water.Then we napped inside. It was warm and sunny. We were exhausted when we got home. And then Tess had diarrhea all night. Too much excitement for her. We upped Cori's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108238196675755576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108238196675755576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/04/went-to-choo-yesterday-and-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108212467229320504</id><published>2004-04-16T10:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T14:00:45.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>43-degrees at 10 am. Will probably get close to 60 today. Sunny. Byootiful. We LOVE it and we're already itching for a walk. Tess is especially whiny annoying this morning - anxious to do something fun. Next week it's supposed to be 80! Can you imagine?We had a nice walk yesterday on some of the trails where we don't usually go, behind the neighbors' house. Great sniffies in that less familiar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108212467229320504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108212467229320504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/04/43-degrees-at-10-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d177/cathyinguate/Greyhounds/th_tesswaits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108170527809227803</id><published>2004-04-11T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T13:45:10.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We went to the Choo today!! There's still ice on the lake but we took a nice walk on the road and around the woods and sniffed around the water's edge for a while. It's still there! We're so excited and looking forward to summer at our favorite place - won't be long now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108170527809227803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108170527809227803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/04/we-went-to-choo-today-theres-still-ice.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108161604913253762</id><published>2004-04-10T12:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T12:58:14.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>B &amp; R Dairy Bar reopens today - imagine our excitement!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108161604913253762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108161604913253762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/04/b-r-dairy-bar-reopens-today-imagine.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108161470003402617</id><published>2004-04-10T12:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T13:56:04.701-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's Cori in Summer 1995 (age 3), when she was an "only dog". She remembers that time nostalgically when all walks and rides were for her and her alone. She was lonely during the day, with only three cats to keep her company, but she doesn't really remember that. She remembers going to obedience classes with Cathy and lure coursing and lots of trips, like this one up Mount Washington. She went </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108161470003402617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108161470003402617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/04/heres-cori-in-summer-1995-age-3-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d177/cathyinguate/Greyhounds/th_corimountwash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108143668348713455</id><published>2004-04-08T11:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T13:55:07.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We're dreaming of summer at the Choo. Cori found it very relaxing there last year...Maybe summer will arrive sometime soon? We don't need the bugs though. Could we just put those on hold? Except the dragonflies - we LOVE watching those flit about.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108143668348713455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108143668348713455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/04/were-dreaming-of-summer-at-choo.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d177/cathyinguate/Greyhounds/th_coriatchoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108143596850099077</id><published>2004-04-08T10:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T10:56:36.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cori got a ride to the supermarket today - lucky pup. Yesterday we all went and had a wonderful walk at Royal River Park in Yarmouth. There's a paved path but lots of dirt and grass alongside, lots and lots of animal smells, shrubs, blades of grass. It's doggy heaven. It was still a little cool but nice and sunny and we loved the walk and ride. We came home and slept happily for the rest of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108143596850099077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108143596850099077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/04/cori-got-ride-to-supermarket-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108127363334269987</id><published>2004-04-06T13:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T13:55:21.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunshine! The answer to a dog's poetry.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108127363334269987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108127363334269987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/04/sunshine-answer-to-dogs-poetry.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108119641397391982</id><published>2004-04-05T16:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T16:23:58.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haiku By TessSnow, Snow and more SnowWhen will it ever end, friends?Woof, woof, woof, woof, woof.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108119641397391982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108119641397391982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/04/haiku-by-tess-snow-snow-and-more-snow.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108109495367879408</id><published>2004-04-04T12:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T12:13:57.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grey, grey, grey (unlike us). The weather is abominable. We've hardly had a walk in days and the yard is a mud pit. Tess has come in with poopy paw about 4 times this week. Plus she's still having intermittent nighttime bouts of diarrhea. On again, off again, about three times this week.Cori had a nice little ride to the Full Belly Deli on Thursday and a small "perky turkey" sandwich. Yum. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108109495367879408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108109495367879408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/04/grey-grey-grey-unlike-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108050333388091626</id><published>2004-03-28T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T13:48:32.372-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Three Greyhounds Profile: TessTess is the baby of our geriatric family. Turning ten this June, she is light-hearted and carefree. She still jumps on visitors. She's grins up a storm when a stranger comes to the house. She really likes people, especially someone new. You would think we give her no attention the way she carries on.She was our "accident". We were fostering her for MGPS and fell in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108050333388091626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108050333388091626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/03/three-greyhounds-profile-tess-tess-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d177/cathyinguate/Greyhounds/th_tessbarharbor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108050275953614537</id><published>2004-03-28T14:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T14:42:52.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A beautiful sunny, warm day! Perfect for a nice walk. Yesterday we went for a walk in the woods but it was muddy. Really muddy. And wet. We ended up back on the road and then went for a carride to the IGA. Yes, we are now entertained by much simpler things than during a fun-filled summer. A trip to the IGA wouldn't even tweak our radar in July.Tess had diarrhea again last night. Third time this</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108050275953614537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108050275953614537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/03/beautiful-sunny-warm-day-perfect-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108031369121066915</id><published>2004-03-26T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T10:12:29.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(post by Cathy): We found out yesterday that Toby (grey tiger cat) is hyperthyroid. Just like Nick (other grey tiger cat). We're glad it's not diabetes or kidney disease, but what's going on? Is it something in our water? Have to get methimazole for him today. Started him on Nick's meds yesterday. Of our pet population, this leaves only Tess unmedicated. Our pet medications bill alone is slowly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108031369121066915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108031369121066915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/03/post-by-cathy-we-found-out-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108021500903879216</id><published>2004-03-25T06:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T06:46:57.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tess: more diarrhea. A long night.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108021500903879216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108021500903879216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/03/tess-more-diarrhea.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108021158808843787</id><published>2004-03-25T05:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T13:46:31.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Three Greyhounds Profile: LuciLuci is our beautiful, black, fun-loving girl. She is about 10 years old - the exact age is uncertain since the tatoos in her ears are blurred, but she came off the racetrack with a group of other ghs all born around Jan-Mar 1994 or so.Luci loves her toys. She prefers them soft and chewy and she treats them well, other than leaving them out in any weather, sometimes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108021158808843787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108021158808843787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/03/three-greyhounds-profile-luci-luci-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d177/cathyinguate/Greyhounds/th_lucichair3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-108009010195553894</id><published>2004-03-23T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T20:05:08.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been quiet here. Cori has had a few good rides. She's not as in to walking right now. Weak back leg? Out of the habit because of winter? Hard to say why.Today we all had a walk to the neighbors' and then a fun-filled ride to Rite Aid. Woo hoo! Such excitement. Actually, we've been cooped up this week and even a ride to Rite Aid was a treat.Tess had diarrhea all last night and kept us all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108009010195553894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/108009010195553894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/03/its-been-quiet-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-107989603787572627</id><published>2004-03-21T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T20:02:51.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(Cathy posting): Anyone else have lots of aging pets? Our greyhounds are 9, 10 and 11, soon to be 10, 11 and 12. Seems like pet care has increased dramatically over the last few years. I spend about 15 minutes every Sunday morning dividing out the pet meds into little daily pillboxes for morning and night for Cori and Luci. (Tess just gets vitamins and fish oil.) I get their medications in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/107989603787572627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/107989603787572627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/03/cathy-posting-anyone-else-have-lots-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-107928372682025678</id><published>2004-03-14T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T12:05:21.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(post by Cathy): We met Little Man Sam (Schlam?) on Friday. He is fabulous. What a sweetie-pie. He is a pit-bull, shepherd mix. About 40 lbs. Very sweet disposition, although quite wary. We both managed to scare him a couple times, usually by an inadvertently raised hand. He seems very attached to Bub and Greg. He was also quite interested in getting to know the cats, Mags and Missy, better. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/107928372682025678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/107928372682025678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/03/post-by-cathy-we-met-little-man-sam.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-107928277241598983</id><published>2004-03-14T11:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T13:52:32.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Three Greyhounds Profile: CoriCori is a dark brindle greyhound who is now 11. She will be 12 in June of 2004. She is a former racer and was retired and adopted in September of 1994. Cori loves to go for walks and rides. She is a very experienced meet 'n greet greyhound, with at least 50 such events under her belt. As the alpha of the household she rules with a rabbit fur-lined glove. Her main </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/107928277241598983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/107928277241598983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/03/three-greyhounds-profile-cori-cori-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d177/cathyinguate/Greyhounds/th_corifall-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-107928215246836351</id><published>2004-03-14T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T11:39:06.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We expect to go somewhere good today - it's sunny and warm and Sunday. We will update you later.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/107928215246836351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/107928215246836351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/03/we-expect-to-go-somewhere-good-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092009.post-107897536689575819</id><published>2004-03-10T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T22:25:56.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunday night and Monday Cori had a very upset stomach and threw up several times. We switched her to a non-chewable form of PPA (picked up at Petscripts) and she was ok yesterday and today. Who knows what the culprit was? One suspicion: all the DIRT she ate in the yard on Sunday. She must have eaten a lot because one of her voluminous vomits was dirty, literally. Try cleaning that off the rug. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/107897536689575819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6092009/posts/default/107897536689575819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threegreyhounds.blogspot.com/2004/03/sunday-night-and-monday-cori-had-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrena Zamboni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
