I call my greyhound Strategy (affectionally called Snoopy) my furry Buddha of love. He comes up to me when I am about to or am having an attack. He watches me very closely. Lets me cuddle with him when I am having a hard time. Let's me cry on him. HE is such a comfort. I would be lost without him. He and I are alike. We are reserved, but can love deeply, but we don't wear our heart on our sleeve. We have a connection that goes beyound words or logic. It's spiritual actually. My other greyhound, Hannah has actually helped me be more affectionate and emotionally vulnerable. Sometimes I can't be around them when I am really really wound up, irritated or angry for whatever reason. I love them enough to know when to keep them away from me.


They are both 5 years old