Meet the boss

From the day Hunny joined our household at the age of five, she knew exactly what she wanted. She’s polite, well mannered and slightly aloof. She enjoys a walk, but prefers to be out when it’s dark and not many people are around. She’s not keen on other dogs, but doesn’t mind the occasional company of other hounds as long as they’re not needy or too ‘nose-pokey’.

She likes the beach and wading in the water very much. She prefers a park where it’s flat and she can see into the distance. Her favourite is a particular fountain at Fitzroy Gardens in the city of Melbourne and will step into it given any opportunity.

She loves to smell flowers. She has to sniff and pee on every location another dog has peed on before. She’s a travelling hound and enjoys going places in the car, but will be choosy as to whether she’ll get out at the destination.

She isn’t keen on cuddles if she’s not in the mood, and will let me know in no uncertain terms - but if she is in the mood then it’s on with much clawing and paw-for-more action. A perpetual cushion-arranger, she lives on the sofa mostly upside down and enjoys daytime TV, but at around 9pm every night, decides its time for bed and curls up on the sofa, with the occasional stink-eye of don’t depart her ‘bedroom’.

She loves to eat any BBQ meat we may be having and can hear a cheese slice being unwrapped from across the house. He favourite snack is a raw chicken’s foot and will crunch away at them outside on a mat in the warm sunshine.

She used to rise early and will “arrooo” softly to wake us when it’s time for walkies, poops and wizzes. She’s older now, just turned eleven, so mostly we have to wake her up and she now prefers a morning kiss and cuddle over the mini zoomie we used to get.

She’s very aware of her physicality, she pads around the house and has not once bumped or knocked anything, or touched anything she knows is off limits

She spends around 22 hours a day on her sofa or occasionally one of her beds. She stretches in downward dog every time she rises, always front legs, then shoulders, then rear and finally her tail! She has no undertanding of the mechanics of stairs and what is required of her legs to traverse them. I have to watch her attempts as she will often ’spatchcock’ herself crossing a one-step threshold and will wail pitifully for help to get back on her feet.

Apart from her 'stairs Achilles heel', she is the smartest dog I have ever known. Her eyes are haunting and her gaze penetrates through to your soul. Her face is turning white from the passage of time but her heart is full of love and contentment.

She is a greyhound.

She is our friend ❤️