This is some story… Firstly we rescued her (off the people on wheels). Then took her home. She was so thin, a mess. Started to feed her up, over a few days. But! She had other ideas! She ate the air vent in the roof, squeezed out and ran. We searched high and low. No trace. Next thing cindi is on her way to me from the uk, nearly crashes the van trying to catch a greyhound. She gets away. Cindi comes here, tells me the story and im like " that cant be the one im after, thats too far away". Well hey! This story is only starting. Next day, i get a call to help catch a greyhound in killarney national park. So georgia, cindi and i head off. Never thinking it could be her. So loads of people searching for this greyhound. Again, no trace. So cindi is like " would it be the same one?" Im thinking how in the world did she travel so far. So the phone rings tonight, a few miles further again, a lovely polish couple found a dog. Guess who? Miss lady luck. Well as of now shes in my kitchen, unless she has a key.. no more adventures for this lass. Shes a wippet x. Beautiful looking.