Pet's Adoption Group
Alabama Greyhound Adoption Center @ The Birmingham Race Course
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As a pup on the breeders farm, Atticus (CTW Sir Wyndham) suffered a severe hock& leg fracture as a wee landshark. He received excellent vet care but his leg healed with a deformity that prevented him from ever racing. He became a favorite of his breeder but they eventually had to close down their farm. They called AGAC looking for an extra special home where he would be extra spoiled and the director Jenn Boswell thought of us. We were thrilled to adopt him since we have experience with shattered hock hounds and heard what a character he was. We named him Atticus because he jumped up and kissed me right on the lips the first moment he met me. He was my devoted Velcro Boy and companion as I have been strictly isolated at home during COVID while I await a kidney transplant. He was the cuddliest, sweetest dog I have ever met and he never let his tall, lanky 87 lb size stop him from being my lap dog. He managed to get along fine but was much slower racing laps in the yard than his senior AA grade racer big brother Augie but most hounds would be against Augie. He was our diligent Cheese Tax Collection Agent Extraordinaire! He could hear the rattle of the cheese drawer a mile away no matter how quiet we were. His favorite foods were steak, salmon, salad, cheese, mandarin oranges and peanut butter filled pretzels. He once found out what the inside of 2 Slumber Ball beds were made of and used them like a kiddie pool diving in and hiding. I never knew a hound so big could completely disappear inside a ripped open bed! I looked all over the house calling him but no Attie. I then called out I was getting a COOKIE and out pops his goofy face! He loved spending time at the lake with his family enjoying the sunset except for the time he was scared near to death by a very brazen raccoon who tried to steal an unattended cheese &cracker tray. He excelled at learning commands including sitting like non extra special dogs, shake, kiss and Boop which was touching noses to me instead of his sloppy kisses which were greyt in the right moments. He never met a stranger and adored children and babies. He had so much love to share but so little time. He was diagnosed with Osteosarcoma in October at the age of 7. Just 16 days later he crossed the bridge to be with his big sister Ava and brother Augie on Nov 2, 2020. We are absolutely bereft without him and are houndless for the first time in 21 years. Atticus wouldn’t want us to be sad or a hound to wait for a forever home. We will open our hearts and home once again and shower our love retired racer. I am profoundly thankful for every day I had with Atticus and would love to see his beautiful soul celebrated with all the wonderful greyhounds that bring so much joy, happiness and love into our lives.