My first introduction to greyhounds was visiting my great-uncle Al and great-aunt Wanda’s greyhound farm in Indiantown, FL. I remember the first visit vividly. Puppies scampering in long runs. I would race beside them, tiring long before they would. The brood house with a brand new litter. The way my Uncle Al picked each one up and showed them to me with pride. The practice track where the youngsters built stamina and muscle. The ancient retired greyhound lying on a rug while my aunt rocked in a rocking chair with her feet massaging the retired brood’s back. I was fascinated. Fast forward through school, the military, college. I ran into a greyhound adoption group at an event and my childhood memories came flooding back. I wanted to adopt a retired racer. My husband cautiously agreed but warned the cats came first. LOL. That was 16 years ago. I started helping my local “greyhound lady”. She was a stand-alone operation with a barn that could house up to 40 greyhounds. When she bro
Greyhound adopters educating the public about racing from our uniquely impartial perspective and to provide accurate information about racing in counterpoint to the misleading propaganda disseminated by animal rights activists. We share what we have learned about Greyhound racing from our own personal experiences. Make sure to keep expanding the page bottom to view all available testimonials.