Our hearts are saddened by the loss of one of our greyhound family, Judy and Brent's Frosty girl succumbed cancer. Frosty claimed Judy in 2005 while Judy was visiting Almost Home for Hounds in Nunn, CO. Judy tells of how she was in the turn out pen and every time she moved this same old girl was sticking her head between Judy's knees making it hard to move and impossible to ignore her. Frosty had decided Judy was hers and that was all there was to it. She was over the first hurdle when she was chosen to become a Montana dog. Now Judy has a stiff upper lip and she declined to claim Frosty for her own...at first. But Frosty was undetered and knew what she wanted. In fact Frosty did a over nighter at a potential home but came back. Judy hemmed and hawed but we all knew how the story would go. All you had to do was see them together to know that they were family. Once Judy and Brent agreed to foster Frosty, she was over the second hurdle and well on her way home. I think Brent realized Frosty was their dog even before Judy would admit it....I say "admit it" because I am sure Judy knew. Then it was official and Frosty was HOME and ready to be crowned house princess.

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We never knew Frosty as a youngster. By the time she unpacked her bags at Brent and Judy's she had nine years under her collar. Born in Ireland she had moved to the US to be a racer and a mom. She wasn't just a runner she was a race dog, winning her share of grade A races. With a excellent pedigree and performance record behind her Frosty was bred to some of the best in the nation and has 19 pups on record. Some of which Judy has been able to find and is in contact with their adoptive families. You don't expect to miss your friends dogs when they pass as much as I am going to miss Frosty. I don't want to say good bye to her because in so many ways she is still so near. She was undemanding and yet always seemed to get her way. That was one of the many things I loved about her. I still laugh when I think of how Judy refered to Frosty as "The Old Broad" especailly if Frosty had been doing something independant or sweetly demanding. The picture I always see in my mind of Frosty is the one Judy took not long after Frosty got home. Frosty is lounging on the deck and looking like she owns the world....in fact she did.