My life was changed forever about six and a half years ago when a whippet entered my life. A devoted cat person, I had never been interested in getting a dog – too boisterous, too much hard work – while cats are notoriously self-sufficient.
I identified with cats – moody, tactile, independent and fond of soaking in the sun. Dogs were a part of my childhood on the farm but not as pets. On a farm you learn not to get too attached to animals because you never know when they might disappear or fall victim to some ill fortune.
Whippets I knew nothing about. I knew about greyhounds (we had one when i was a child but it fell victim to misfortune on the road) and how gentle they were. I knew about working dogs – kelpies and border collies and blue heelers. I quite liked the look of Staffordshire terriers and thought a Staffy might be a good choice – rough and tumble, friendly, outgoing and cool.
But fate stepped in and suddenly I was the confused and ignorant mother of a whippet, Lawson. My life took a direction I would never have expected and I am forever grateful to fate for introducing me to the wonderful world of whippets.
In this blog I want to share what I have learned about whippets, lurchers, human nature and myself through accidentally getting a dog. I hope people will find it interesting and will share some of their own thoughts an experiences.
- Maree
Above: Lawson assuming his favourite position
Whippet Mama 