Now that’s what I call dog friendly!

Last week I told you about our rather unpleasant experiences at a hotel that was meant to be dog friendly, so this week I’m going to tell you about a much friendlier place that we visited.

My bipeds booked a week at a country pub that allowed dogs to stay. We arrived in the afternoon and when we went in the landlady greeted us and asked if she could stroke me and give me a treat. My first impressions were favourable!

She then went through the formalities with my bipeds. After that she told my bipeds where they would find spare pillows, blankets, towels, coffee, tea, biscuits and sugar! She said that if they’d forgotten anything, such as toothpaste, they should ask as she’d probably be able to help out and it would save them a trip to the shops. My bipeds thanked her.

She said that she hadn’t put anything in the room for me, apart from a few treats, as my bipeds had said that they would be bringing my own things, but she always had spare dog bowls and towels if they should need them. Then she asked if we had a few minutes to meet her dog, as he usually had free access to the bar area and dining room. She said that he hadn’t met a dog as large as me while he’d been living with them and she wanted to know he would be okay with me. My bipeds said they’d be pleased to meet him.

She came back a moment later with the largest Greyhound I’ve ever seen. His name was Prince and he was a couple of inches taller than I am! He was an ex-racing Greyhound and had only been living with them for a couple of months. The landlady told us that he was still nervous around people – he hadn’t allowed anyone except her and her husband to stroke him so far. My bipeds assured her they understood and they wouldn’t approach him.

Eos, a favourite Greyhound of Prince Albert

Eos, a favourite Greyhound of Prince Albert
[Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

We stood quietly and waited for him to approach us. He watched us for a moment and then came slowly towards us. He greeted me politely. The landlady said that she was content that he would be relaxed about me being in the bar area.

That evening we saw Prince stroll through the bar area a couple of times. On one of his visits, we saw someone try to stroke him and he shied away and left the room.

The next morning we were pleased to discover that breakfast was in the spacious bar dining area. The pub only had four rooms for guests to stay, so we had plenty of room. I could sprawl out on the floor and relax while my bipeds ate. Prince came in and had a look around to see what was going on. He wandered over to greet me, my bipeds pretended not to notice he was there. They continued to do this each time we saw him over the next few days, as they didn’t want to make him nervous.

Statue of Greyhounds playing, Vatican

Greyhounds Playing, Vatican, 2nd Century BC
[Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

On our fourth morning at breakfast he came to greet me as he usually did, but instead of wandering back out of the room he went to the other side of the table. He stood just out of reach watching my bipeds. They pretended not to notice him and he edged a little closer.

The landlady appeared in the doorway with more coffee but saw how close Prince was to my bipeds, so she stayed in the doorway and waited to see what he would do.

I saw the female biped’s hand was resting on the edge of the table and Prince moved even closer and started sniffing it. My biped kept still and allowed him to sniff. Then she slowly turned her hand over so that he could sniff the other side. He moved even closer so that his nose touched her. She stroked him under his chin and he seemed okay with that so she stroked his neck and quietly told him how handsome he is.

The male biped asked the landlady if he could give Prince a piece of sausage. I’d already had some so I didn’t mind too much and the landlady said it was okay. My biped held his hand out flat with the piece of sausage. Prince looked at him and only hesitated for a second before moving closer to take it. He took it gently and stayed where he was, so the male biped stroked his neck. Prince seemed relaxed about it and stayed there for a few moments before wandering off.

Misse and Turlu, Greyhounds belonging to Louis XV

Misse and Turlu, Greyhounds belonging to Louis XV
By Jean-Baptiste Oudry (Life time: 1686-1755) (Musée national du Château de Fontainebleau) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

The landlady brought the jug of coffee over. She was almost in tears because she was so pleased about Prince’s progress. She thanked my bipeds for being understanding with him but, more importantly, she fetched a couple of sausages for me!

She joined my bipeds for a cup of coffee and chatted about how there are lots of ex-racing Greyhounds in need of homes. She said that, with a little patience, they usually adapt well to a home environment. She told us they don’t need as much exercise as most people think, but they do need somewhere safe to run about. She also said that, as a breed, they have a tendency to chase smaller animals so people thinking of giving them a home need to be aware of that.

I don’t have any pictures of Prince because my bipeds didn’t want to startle him. But you can find some lovely pictures of Greyhounds, running and resting, on Solo’s blog, you can also learn more about Greyhounds there.

See you next Wednesday!

91 thoughts on “Now that’s what I call dog friendly!

  1. What a Wonderful experience.

  2. So Pawesome Clowie! I am like Prince and don’t always let strangers pet me, but I’d let your bipeds pet me! Wooooowoooooooooo!

  3. Wow, what an awesome experience, I was sitting on the edge of my seat reading through it. Glad Prince accepted all of you, his owner must have been quite relieved!

  4. What a wonderful place, with a lovely landlady and a very lucky pub hound. How sweet that your bipeds had a chance to make friends and help Prince take that next step in socialisation.

    • It was a great place to stay. My bipeds were pleased that Prince decided they weren’t scary. They hadn’t expected anything from him, they were just trying to avoid making him nervous.

  5. Fantastic experience for all Clowie 🙂 and yes our old vet had greyhounds from greyhound rescue here n our state..he said they were very low maintenance fantastic family dogs and loved them to bits.hugs Fozziemum xx

  6. that picture looks like me except for the nose.. I have a boxer nose Woof..

  7. Sounds so much better than the other place. Way to go on both scoring some sausage!!

  8. Now THAT’S more like it. What a fun experience for you and your bipeds and for Prince, too. Sausages…. Mmmmm….

    Love and licks,

  9. Way to go and that sure must make up for the not so nice experience previously. Glad it went well for Prince too. Have a wonderful Wednesday.
    Best wishes Molly

  10. What a sweet story. It is so sad when dogs are so afraid, but obviously he could sense the love in your family!

    • Thank you, Emma. It makes me sad to see dogs that are afraid. I’d like to think you’re right about him sensing the love!

  11. What a heart-warming story! Your bipeds are very wise, Clowie, but I think you already know that.

    Years ago we had friends who also adopted a greyhound. They had a huge fenced-in backyard/garden, and during an outdoor party she treated all of us to a mad-dash around the perimeter. I think she enjoyed herself!

    • Thank you very much!
      I expect everyone at the party found that quite entertaining. Greyhounds have amazing acceleration!

  12. Clowie, As always I find your adventures to be so interesting. I do appreciate you taking the time to express your view of the happenings going on around you and I am quite proud that you didn’t start acting jealous when Prince came to make contact with your bipeds., that was very big of you on many levels. Please take care, and continues with your adventure sharing. Biped Bill

    • I’m really pleased that you find my adventures interesting. I’m fairly relaxed about my bipeds making a fuss of other dogs, especially when the other dog is polite. I disapprove if a dog jumps up my bipeds – I think that’s very rude, but I don’t do anything more than give the dog a dirty look!

  13. Oh Clowie that’s a GREAT story and I’m so happy to hear that not all so-called pet-friendly places are as UNFRIENDLY as the one you told us about in your last blog. This pub sounds lovely and the landlady and her “Prince” were great hosts for your stay. I think it says a whole lot about your bipeds that Prince trusted them enough to allow petting and even sharing food – animals just KNOW when bipeds and other animals are “safe” to be around don’t they? We are SO smart!!

    Hugs, Sammy

    • I’m glad you like my story, Sammy. It was a lovely place to stay – very friendly and relaxed. Yes, I agree with you – animals do tend to know which people like animals.

  14. Now that is a great experience for everyBODY! So happy you had such a nice time!! Prince was smart to come to your table.. 🙂

  15. Now that’s more like it!! I do wish more people seemed to have as much common sense and your bipeds!

  16. That was a great story!
    You and your bipeds handled him pawfectly too! That must have made the owner so happy!! Good on ya, for being so caring and understanding. So many greyhounds won’t get adopted if they are ex racing dogs, because people don’t think they can be family pets, but with the right treatment, they will do just fine!
    ღ husky hugz ღ frum our pack at Love is being owned by a husky!

    • Thank you! His biped was very happy that Prince had taken such a big step and approached my bipeds.
      There are always lots of greyhounds in need of a home. They just need a little understanding to make lovely companions.

  17. Clowie you are such a good girl! not even getting jealous when sausages were offered to Prince!!!! My big ole male Pyrenees Jeep could learn a few things from you!!!!

    • Thank you! I think it’s because I live with two cats and I learnt as a pup to be very patient with them. I could so easily eat my treat and clear up theirs before they’ve even begun!

  18. The owners of that hotel are angels to have adopted Prince after all his years of racing. And what a wonderful experience. Wish it were closer to where we lived. wag wag, Max & Bella

  19. Much better and happier story than your last adventure – glad it went so well.

  20. Clowie I’m glad that this wonderful landlady gave Prince a home. Thanks for a wonderful post, I wish all dogs would find such a wonderful home like Prince :o)

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