GREYHOUNDS!!! Lemon is adorable
I’ve always wanted a little Greyhound buddy… One day :D

Romina / 21 / Sydney, Australia
Studying Animal Science / Striving to become a dog behaviourist
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GREYHOUNDS!!! Lemon is adorable
I’ve always wanted a little Greyhound buddy… One day :D
April 2010, a mother and son (about 12-14 years old) brought their retired Greyhound into the clinic to be euthanised because they couldn’t afford to treat his cancer amongst other health issues. They were bawling by the time they walked into the consultation room, and kept talking about how they tried fundraising and basically begging for someone, anyone, to help but they just didn’t raise enough in time. This was in a relatively poorer area so their money struggle was not only understandable, but common. I should also note that the clinic could not afford to treat their dog but had donated and assisted with collecting funds.
But in the end, the old fella was suffering, his health was rapidly deteriorating and they felt guilty for prolonging it.
A short while after the vet euthanised him, he started gasping and the kid was absolutely terrified. He panicked and burst out of the room, crying hysterically. So I followed him out with one of the vet techs and tried to comfort and explain to him that no, the dog was not in any pain and that it was just a muscle spasm etc. but he just didn’t want to hear it. So his mum gave it a go and was able to calm him down. Soon thereafter she returned to tell us that their dog had been with him his whole life and he had grown attached to it especially over the past few months- his dad (who used to train and race dogs) had passed away after a car accident in late 2009. But gosh, his face when his dog was gasping… that was the worst thing ever. Definitely one of the most heartbreaking things I’ve ever seen.
Not only did he lose his dog, but also a loving friend and one of the last living memories of his father.
Golden Retriever: The sun is shining, the day is young, we’ve got our whole lives ahead of us, and you’re inside worrying about a stupid burned out bulb?
Border Collie: Just one. And then I’ll replace any wiring that’s not up to code.
Dachshund: You know I can’t reach that stupid lamp!!
English Bulldog: Make me.
Boxer: Who cares? I can still play with my squeeky toys in the dark.
Labrador Retriever: Oh, me, me!!!! Pleeeeeeeze let me change the light bulb! Can I? Huh? Can I? Huh? Huh? Huh? Can I? Pleeeeeeeeze, please, please please?!?!?!
German Shepherd: I’ll change it as soon as I’ve led these people from the dark, checked to make sure I haven’t missed any, and make just one more perimeter patrol to see that no one has tried to take advantage of the situation.
Jack Russell Terrier: I’ll just pop it in while I’m bouncing off the walls and furniture.
Old English Sheepdog: Light bulb? I’m sorry, but I don’t see a light bulb.
Cocker Spaniel: Why change it? I can still pee on the carpet in the dark.
Chihuahua: Yo quiero Taco Bulb.
Pointer: I see it, there it is, right there….
Greyhound: It isn’t moving, so who cares?
Australian Shepherd: First, I’ll put all the light bulbs in a little circle….
Poodle: I’ll just blow in the Border Collie’s ear and he’ll do it. By the time he finishes rewiring the house, my nails will be dry.
THE CAT’S ANSWER: “Dogs do not change light bulbs. People change light bulbs. So, the real question is: How long will it be before I can expect some light, some dinner and a massage?”