Fostering and re-homing greyhounds in the South Lake District, Cumbria
(now called Cuil)
Tyler arrived on Thursday 3rd October 2013.
Went to his new home on Thursday 16th January 2014.
Sadly Cuil passed away on the 10th January 2017 from cancer of the spleen.
Tyler's arrival and a brief history
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Tyler was born in March 2009, and weighs 32.3k. He is a white and black ex-racing greyhound who is neutered, microchipped and inoculated.
Tyler is a really nice calm dog who has a lovely nature, is friendly and loves being stroked and cuddled. He walks nicely with a harness on, but can pull a bit (through excitement) using a collar and lead. He travels well in the car and will make someone a lovely companion.
|* The branch kennel at the bottom
of our garden is where Tyler
the other resident(s) will
be for the first day or so until he
gets to know the other greyhounds.
our garden and
paddock, and once he gets to know
the other dogs he will be allowed in
the house during the day and all
the dogs will then take it
in turn to
sleep in the house at night, so
they become use to sleeping in
both the kennel and the house.
3rd October 2013
Tyler arrived this afternoon and once he'd had a sniff around the garden and we'd introduced him to the other greyhounds in the kennel we gave him a little food and put him in one of the kennel sections on his own. This way, he can see the others and get to know them, but not mix with them without our supervision as is normal with a new dog in the kennel.
8th October 2013
This morning Tyler went to the vet to be neutered and have his first inocuation because he arrived with no inocuation paperwork. He weighed in at 32.5k. All went well with the neutering and we collected him in the afternoon.
22nd October 2013
This afternoon Tyler went to the vets to have his stitches removed and be given his second inoculation. He was as good as gold while in the vets and his operation had healed well.
24th December 2013
'I've got in' he said, 'I've finally got in' - yes with Bo being rehomed on Sunday we decided that Tyler should take her place and come and live in the house. Tyler has been wanting to come in for some time, but we just didn't have the room, and this afternoon, instead of standing by the conservatory door and looking sad at me, willing to let him in, in he came with a hop, skip and a jump.
Kennel coat off, a good sniff around the kitchen, a hello to the others who were the otherside of the kitchen gate, then settled to the dog bed I put in the kitchen for him in front of the fire.
No crying or whimpering when I went upstairs for something - just chilled out on his bed.
We've had no accidents in the house, went out with the others to do his toilet, first back in, and is quickly picking up the 'house routine'. From what we've seen so far I don't think he is going to be any trouble, which is nice.
In the evening as we sat watching television Stuart took a photo of Tyler laying on the dog bed in front of the fire. When called he could just about manage to lift his head up to see what the fuss was about then back to bed.
2nd January 2014
Nigel and Hazel came today to walk the dogs and Tyler became excited when he discovered it was his turn. With his harness onTyler enjoyed his walk even though he pulled a little and wanted to walk faster and for longer than Nigel and Hazel did.
6th January 2014
A gentleman and his two dogs came recently to choose a greyhound as a companion. Tyler was chosen, but one of the dogs who was a whole dog found Tyler very attractive. Apparently, Reeth is like it with most dogs he meets and it can be very embarrassing for his owner at times. As a result it was felt in Reeths best interest to be neutered and following his pre-op examination today he is being neutered on Monday 13th.
16th January 2014
This afternoon Tyler's new owner arrived to complete the adoption paperwork and take Tyler home with him. Tyler recognised him immediately and went to say hello.
17th January 2014
We received an email this morning letting us know that getting Tyler home had gone far better than his new owner expected.
The journey: He just jumped in the car, settled down and snoozed. After about 45 minutes he woke, stood, paced a tiny bit and panted a little.
Scared? Or was the combination of the car heater and his outdoor coat too much?
Arrival: They spent about 20 minutes walking round the garden. Tyler seemed calm and was fascinated with the new smells. He showed his toilet training and general good manners by doing a number 1 and number 2 (which was diarrhoea, often the result of nerves when going to a new home).
Much friendly tail wagging and sniffing from the two resident dogs while Tyler was calm and friendly.
Into the house: He was keen to see everywhere many times. He professed no idea of how to climb stairs at first, but when his new owner got his two resident dogs to keep demonstrating it he followed them.
And, after exploring, he came safely back down. Then we went back into the garden to help him piece all the bits together in his mind'. In the meantime he helped
himself to at least two pints of milk.
On the next encounter with the stairs, and all subsequent ones (there have been many - as his new owner's back will testify), he's not been able to do it and his new owner has had to resort to
carrying him. He kept putting him on 'his' bed - a bed base with a folded double quilt and two pillows. However, he's decided to have Tinker's instead - identical but
without the bed base, and in the same room. So Tinker used the spare one and they both had a snooze. As soon as he woke his new owner took him downstairs and out into the
garden to do his toilet. On this trip out he wanted to sniff Reeth's back end which made Reeth unhappy and wary of Tyler since. Reeth has just been neutered and probably
feeling sore and sensitive?
Feeding time. His new owner said I would scold him, but it was the first night and he's indulged him. He didn't set out to do it ... but every time he measured out his meal he ate it and
immediately came for more, he wouldn't go away. Oliver Twist couldn't keep pace with him, and he promises he will be more Spartan tomorrow.
Because he's not learned to use the stairs yet, the layout of the house isn't right - beds are upstairs as is his new owner's office; food and the garden are downstairs. With regards to the stairs encouragement,
patience, ending each attempt on a positive note, and praise will solve it soon.
Into the village.
A friend came and they walked all three round the village. Tyler was rock-solid with traffic, calm when a dog surprised everyone by barking at him from inside its gate, and
fascinated by all he saw. The three walked excellently together. When he came back in he scoffed two more pints of milk.
The end of the day.
When he woke after a sleep we went outside again and he immediately did the honours - a long number 1 and a big pile of loose stools!
All in all, they've bonded well, but that's not difficult with Tyler, is it?
He's confident, calm, extremely inquisitive, gentle, quiet, wants constant hugs and attention, is house-trained. (but overnight may be a challenge at first.,
ridiculously thirsty (a result of nerves), ravenously hungry, and a pleasure to know.
17th February 2014
We received an email today from Tyler or Cuil as he is now known - isn't he a clever boy - I didn't know he could write?
Thank you Mum and Dad for giving me my chance and for looking after me when I needed it the most.
All my love,
I've been in my new home for one month so I thought I should let you know how I am.
I'm now called 'Cuil'. My new owner felt it could be confusing to have a 'Tinker 'and a 'Tyler'. They sound similar, and if he called just one of us, both (or neither) might respond. So, I'm 'Cuil', and when I scratch my head I think I vaguely remember it from somewhere before, perhaps it was during my racing days!
Life is good. I get on fine with hairy Tinker and Reeth. My new human gives me lots of attention, cuddles and love. I feel safe and at ease. I can trot around the garden, investigate things and look for rabbits. My new human encourages me to play a game of ball with the two hairies; I've invented my own rules which seem fun to me if not to them. I like to play with my squeaky toy (which irritates Reeth).
Walks are good. I like to look down rabbit holes, and, with the hairies, sniff out and dig for mice. Today, we did our longest walk yet, about 5 miles.
Food is good. In fact it's great, because my charming personality means my new human is soft with me. I've developed a successful routine. 1. I get fed. 2. I tell my new human I'm starving and ask for more. 3. If no-one is looking I help the two hairies eat theirs – they don't eat as quickly as I do, so they obviously need my assistance! 4. It's worth checking the kitchen worktops; twice I've found a help-yourself all-you-can-eat buffet on there. 5. Next I check the rubbish bin. 6. Then I follow my new human around and push my head into him so he knows I'm still hungry. 7. After that, I have to wait until it's time for a treat.
Overall, as I've already said, life is good. I'm happy and content. And it's all because of you Mum and Dad. Thanks again,
Your loving Cuil
Isn't that nice?
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* The branch kennel
In our garden
4th October 2013
. . and again.
. . and again.
In our lounge - relaxing
24th December 2013