“When I was growing up, my grandma adopted greyhounds. She had a few over the course of my life, and they were the only dogs of hers that I can actually remember. I have always associated greyhounds with her and seeing them is like a little wink from heaven from her. Adopting Bell wasn’t always my plan but everything was pointing to me bringing home a greyhound of my own.
Bell was a bit timid and unsure when I first rescued her but, with time, her personality has really come out. When I come home from work Bell immediately runs to the closet, her tail whirling like a propeller, and her eyes large and expressive. She can be a couch potato sometimes but she is always full of energy to greet me. I reach inside and grab the leashes, and her ears perk up. During the walk she stays close to my side until we get home. When I workout she dashes around the house, grabs toys, throws them in the air, or just stands on my yoga mat. It is hilarious! I love how goofy and sweet she is.
Coming home to our routine, seeing Bell’s excited face every time I open the door, is what drives happiness and laughter in my life. She is my companion.”