| Update May 2010
 With Scolaighe
ill, we had been hesitant to get a new hound, even more so when we lost
Bran because it took awhile to
feel ready after the loss. As Scolaighe got sicker, we feared a new
hound wouldn't be able to comprehend what was wrong with her, might
react badly and that she, with her lack of "space awareness" might end
up invading the new hound's space and the hound might snap. There was
also concern with Gleann's apparent
defensiveness with strange dogs, that might be a problem too. However,
with Scolaighe a bit less mobile without help, Gleann having shined
when friends brought their dog visiting (and greeting outside, with the
strange dog entering the house first and Gleann following back in) and
Aaron's job change (from a full-time shit job to part-time EMT), we
felt it was time. And, I think, we were also being called to get the
right hound waiting for a home.
So, I emailed Michele at Greyhound Placement Service and
asked if she had a loser for us. Of course, there were were several,
she said. As we didn't want to drag Scolaighe down to Goffstown and I
work nights, I stayed home with her and Gleann and Aaron drove down to
meet the potential hounds and bring one home. He met a pretty, calm
girl named Prevo
as well as a couple of big, handsome males and decided that she seemed
to be the one who would accept the strangeness the best and he felt the
boys might be too rambunctious.
 She
breaks our "black pack" status (even Irony had
quite a bit of black in her brindle), but her golden color is
beautiful, so we renamed her Òrlaith "golden princess." She's 7 years
old and is a bounce (was adopted and returned) like our other girls.
She gets along beautifully with Gleann and Scolaighe, not even
blinking, let alone snapping, when Scolaighe did sort of land on her.
She is very sweet, but is also very reclusive.
After the first few nights lying in the living
room most of the time, and after a bit too adventurous walk when trees
fell on the powerline after we left the driveway and blocked out way
home (she stayed with the neighbors down the road, while Gleann and Kym
headed home through the woods to make sure Aaron didn't wander to the
road looking for us when we were gone too long...Scolaighe slept
through this), she discovered the dog bed in the bedroom, neatly tucked
into a denlike corner. And now she lives there. She seems content there
whether we're in there or not, not wanting to stay out in the
too-bright or too-noisy main living area. We coax her out a bit, but
she doesn't stay long and we're not pushing. It does seem this was part
of why she bounced, although it was her crate she hid in before, but
we'll keep making sure she know she's welcome to hang out with us in
the living room too, if she wants, but if she doesn't that's fine too.
She does still love walks, despite that little adventure.
Update May 2010 
 
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