Hi, I'm Lisa! I just turned 2 in March, and my foster parents say I am adorable! I was in a home for a little while, but due to work and lifestyle changes that home didn't think it had enough time for me. So I am visiting with the very couple who drove me, my sister Sandy, and Money up to Nashville from the Birmingham track back last winter; but just until I find a home I can call mine forever.
Here's a little about myself. First of all , I'm cute! My coloring is known as "parti" and I sure do fit the bill. I am currently living with 2 other greyhounds and 2 smaller dogs. We all get along well, I even get along with that rascal terrier-mix, Cosmo. There are also 2 cats here but I pretty much ignore them, except for an occasional curiosity sniff. In my former home I lived with 2 very small children, and I did fine with them, too. I eat well, will sit for a treat, have had no accidents in the house. It's been too hot to walk very much so my foster Mom doesn't know yet if I'll go "on lead" but we'll figure that out when the weather cools down a little. I wasn't crated very often in my former home and right now I don't think I like it very much but we are working on something called a "routine" and after only one week I have shown much improvement. I'm young and eager to please so I'm sure I'll learn quickly.
Yesterday was a big day for me. We went to the Farmer's Market in Murfreesboro. There were tons of people, dogs, kids, you name it. But I was very calm and friendly to everyone who wanted to pet me, and I didn't once bark at any other dogs, although some of them barked at me! Then we went to 100 Oaks and I hung out with Todd and all the other greyhound people-and all the greyhounds. Even my old friend, Money, was there to say hello again. And then on the way home to Murfreesboro we had a flat tire and I got to visit several "service stations" until we could find one to fix our tire. I know why they are called service stations; the guys there loved me and brought me water and everything while we were in the waiting room. Wow, we were all pooped when we got home. I didn't even mind a nap in my crate while my foster parents went out for dinner. Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that I'm sleeping on my bed in the bedroom with my foster family and all of their dogs, and one of the cats. I sleep through the night and have not been a problem at all. And they love it when I come to the side of the bed and give out morning kisses.
Guess that's it for now, my foster Mom is typed out. But we'll be sure to keep you posted about me, Sweet Lisa!