This morning was beautiful and crisp: the perfect fall morning, and I got to spend it with a really special greyhound, Josh. He was so excited to get to go outside that he was frisking at the end of his leash, and jumping about a little while we were in the parking lot, but as soon as we got out to the sidewalks, he got down to business, and was a very considerate walking companion: no leash-pulling, no straining ahead.
He seemed to be grateful not only to get outside and explore a bit, but for the attention as well. Once, when we took a break and I was sitting on a ledge, he approached me and was letting me scritch him on either side of his neck. Before I knew it, he had his head buried under my arm and was just soaking up whatever comfort and attention that I was willing to give.
As we were walking, like most dogs, he was very curious about everything that we passed, but he was very in-tune with the sound of my voice, and would turn to look at me if I started talking to him. I could see him trying to puzzle out my words.
I think that he'll make someone a greyt companion and housemate: he's a gentleman who likes to snuggle, likes adventure, likes being with you, and likes the sound of your voice! Who could ask for more?