My sharp witted brother Martyn.
It was my beloved brother Martyn and his fabulous wife Wendy who introduced me to the joy and blessing of Greyhounds, via their unforgettable and beloved Greyhound rescue "Misty".
I grew to like and love her as a result of a couple of visits to my native Bristol.
One day someone asked Martyn "is she a retired Greyhound?"
Martyn replied: "No, she is still a Greyhound, but she is a retired Racing Dog".
I still giggle at Martyn's wit.
I grew to like and love her as a result of a couple of visits to my native Bristol.
One day someone asked Martyn "is she a retired Greyhound?"
Martyn replied: "No, she is still a Greyhound, but she is a retired Racing Dog".
I still giggle at Martyn's wit.
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