Our girl greyhound Pistol turns five today. She got a happy birthday buffalo burger from my grill.
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Our girl greyhound Pistol turns five today. She got a happy birthday buffalo burger from my grill.
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That tag line is rather misleading – should be more flags less fun. We decided to venture to Six Flags Over Texas yesterday and should have turned around before sitting for an hour on the highway to get off at the exit for Six Flags Road. The long wait times continued to be a theme for the day. Roughly an hour was spent in line to purchase tickets. Another twenty minutes to get through security. Each ride had a wait of at least an hour – some more than two. Every food pavilion had massive lines as well and it took us over an hour to get our terrible chili-cheese dogs. Did we mention the ‘ride lockers’ where you must pay a dollar to store your bag as you can’t bring it through the lines for the new rides?
We did manage to get on five rides though. The Judge Roy Scream was the first and also Molly’s first real roller coaster. You should have seen the expression on her face afterward…priceless! On to the parachutes next and then the mine train. After that we hit the Yosemite Sam ride and concluded the night with Tony Hawk’s Big Spin. I do believe Molly had fun despite the long lines. Ultimately though the experience was bad enough that it will seriously impact our decision on whether to go back or not which I suspect is the reason why the parks are in financial troubles.
Tonight was a night of reckoning in our family. Sir Ralph was rather lethargic and not very responsive. A visit to the vet revealed hypertrophic cardiomyopathy. Unfortunately it was too far along and any attempt in saving him would ultimately be futile. Ralph lived a great life and will be missed by all that have met him. Lindsay and i watched his birth and to see his life end is a trying event for everyone.
We love you buddy…
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In November we adopted an Italian Greyhound through IGCA Rescue of Texas. We decided that fostering retired racers became rather challenging when school is in session as the juggling of activities presented difficulty. Lindsay always wanted a small cuddly dog and I agreed that she could get an iggy (Italian Greyhound) and the fostering would subside.
He’s still a puppy full of energy and is around eight months old. He gets along great with our big greyhounds but the cats are another issue. His playfulness is not amusing to the cats. He attempts to run with the big dogs in the back yard but ends up either getting in the way or falling way behind due to his size. The Italian Greys can run 25 MPH but that doesn’t mean much when you’re racing 48+ MPH giants!
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