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[ADOPTION DAY - FEBRUARY 4TH AT NOON]

ADOPTION DAY - FEBRUARY 4TH AT NOON

Jan 25 '12 - 6:01 pm by Grrdog

If you are or were thinking of adding a new addtion to your family, now is the Time!  Come out and visit our Adoptables.  All have been Vetted* and are ready for You!  We have greyt group to look at.  Some have been here a long time and some are Momma's just waiting for their Forever Homes.  If you are interested in joining us for this Event, we would Love to hear from You!

Regap does Not Adopt to families with Children under 5yrs old.

Contact Mona at 815-538-3647 or regap1@juno.com

**Bow Butterscotch is in season.  She's the only one that isn't Vetted.

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Just a little housecleaning ...

Sep 25 '11 - 9:06 pm by Becca

I have just finished going thru our memberlist and have deleted a whole bunch of people who 1. have not logged in for over a year and 2. had no posts whatsoever.  If you've posted even once, you're safe.  If you have logged in within the last 365 days, you're safe.

Nothing against anyone, but the larger the list, the larger the database is.  The larger the database is, the longer it takes for the software to sort thru it to find stuff.  The longer the software takes, the slower the site runs.  It's all connected!

I realize that there will be "lurkers" ... the people who get on the site and read stuff but never post.  Rest assured that if you are a lurker you're still safe ... as long as you keep lurking!  Keep logging in and show an active presence and I won't remove your account.  Create an account and then never use it again, and you'll get booted.

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Site Maintenance

Aug 19 '11 - 9:10 am by Becca

Hey all!  I am going to be pulling the REGAP site offline over the weekend in order to move it to a new host.  I have to do this so that files don't get changed while I'm trying to move them - so we don't lose stuff.

I don't expect the move to take very long, but of course there could be unexpected issues.  Take some time to do whatever you need to do tonight and tomorrow for updates, fixes, etc.  If all goes well, I anticipate Monday morning we'll be back up and running as before.

While things are down, I will post updates on the Facebook groups page @ http://www.facebook.com/groups/11162494707.  I will also set up a temp page on my own site (will edit this to link to it before I lock down the site) - you won't be able to respond but I can keep you informed at least!

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[Bob and Lil' Bit]

Bob and Lil' Bit

Today at 12:05 AM by mom2greys

Bob has been a hit with Drummer, he thinks he has a new friend.  Bob kinda freaked sissy boy out at first with that rubbing stuff on his front legs, but he's getting used to it.  He knows that it gives him the opportunity to give Bob the big sniff. 

When Bob darts through the living room on cat business, Drummer jumps up to see if he can help.  The answer would be no so he watches for a while and lays down again.

Bob confounds Lil' Bit.  He SHOULD be able to play with her, she thinks.  She gets frustrated though and has to tell him off when he just lays there flipping his tail at her looking board.

This occasionally requires her to jump at him, bark and then jump back.  Other times, like when I'm sitting in my chair and Bob is happily diving from under the curtains, Bit stands near my chair and barks until I yell "KNOCK IT OFF!"  OK so that stops 1 maybe 2 barks and then she's off again.  I always wondered how people with barking dogs could not hear their dogs barking and waking the whole neighborhood.  Well, now I know.  They have been deafened by Fido!

Cheryl 

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Worth repating!

Jan 27 '12 - 11:10 pm by Colleen

This breed has never been asked to do anything for itself, make any
 decisions or answer any questions. It has been waited on, paw and
 tail. The only prohibition in a racing Greyhound's life is not to
 get into a fight -- or eat certain stuff in the turnout pen.
 
Let us review a little. From weaning until you go away for
 schooling, at probably a year and a half, you eat, grow and run
 around with your siblings. When you go away to begin your racing
 career, you get your own "apartment," in a large housing
 development. No one is allowed in your bed but you, and when you are
 in there, no one can touch you, without plenty of warning.
 
Someone hears a vehicle drive up, or the kennel door being unlocked.
 The light switches are flipped on. The loud mouths in residence,
 and there always are some, begin to bark or howl. You are wide
 awake by the time the human opens your door to turn you out. A
 Greyhound has never been touched while he was asleep.
 
You eat when you are fed, usually on a strict schedule. No one asks
 if you are hungry or what you want to eat. You are never told not
 to eat any food within your reach. No one ever touches your bowl
 while you are eating. You are not to be disturbed because it is
 important you clean your plate.
 
You are not asked if you have to "go outside." You are placed in a
 turn out pen and it isn't long before you get the idea of what you
 are supposed to do while you are out there. Unless you really get
 out of hand, you may chase, rough house and put your feet on
 everyone and everything else. The only humans you know are
 the "waiters" who feed you, and the "restroom attendants" who turn
 you out to go to the bathroom. Respect people? Surely you jest.
 
No one comes into or goes out of your kennel without your knowledge.
 You are all-seeing and all-knowing. There are no surprises, day in
 and day out. The only thing it is ever hoped you will do is win,
 place or show, and that you don't have much control over. It is in
 your blood, it is in your heart, it is in your fate-- or it is not.
 
And when it is not, then suddenly you are expected to be a
 civilized person in a fur coat. But people don't realize you may not
 even speak English. Some of you don't even know your names, because
 you didn't need to. You were not asked or told to do anything as
 an individual; you were always part of the "condo association"; the
 sorority or fraternity and everyone did everything together, as a
 group or pack. The only time you did anything as an individual is
 when you schooled or raced, and even then, You Were Not Alone.
 
Suddenly, he is expected to behave himself in places he's never
 been taught how to act. He is expected to take responsibility for
 saying when he needs to go outside, to come when he is called, not
 to get on some or all of the furniture, and to not eat food off
 counters and tables. He is dropped into a world that is not his, and
 totally without warning, at that.
 
Almost everything he does is wrong. Suddenly he is a minority. Now
 he is just a pet. He is unemployed, in a place where people expect
 him to know the rules and the schedule, even when there aren't any.
 (How many times have you heard someone say, "He won't tell me when
 he has to go out." What kind of schedule is that?) Have you heard
 the joke about the dog who says, "My name is No-No Bad Dog. What's
 yours?" To me that is not even funny. All the protective barriers
 are gone.
 
There is no more warning before something happens. There is no
 more strength in numbers. He wakes up with a monster human face two
 inches from his. (With some people's breath, this could scare
 Godzilla.) Why should he not, believe that this "someone," who has
 crept up on him, isn't going to eat him for lunch? (I really do
 have to ask you ladies to consider how you would react if someone
 you barely knew crawled up on you while you were asleep?) No, I will
 not ask for any male input.)
 
Now he is left alone, for the first time in his life, in a strange
 place, with no idea of what will happen or how long it will be
 before someone comes to him again. If he is not crated, he may go
 though walls, windows or over fences, desperately seeking something
 familiar, something with which to reconnect his life. If he does
 get free, he will find the familiarity, within himself: the
 adrenaline high, the wind in his ears, the blood pulsing and racing
 though his heart once again--until he crashes into a car.
 
Often, the first contact with his new family is punishment,
 something he's never had before, something he doesn't understand
 now, especially in the middle of the rest of the chaos. And worst
 of all, what are the most common human reactions to misbehavior? We
 live in a violent society, where the answer to any irritation is a
 slap, punch, kick, whip, or rub your nose in it. Under these
 circumstances, sometimes I think any successful adoption is a
 miracle.
 
He is, in effect, expected to have all the manners of at least a
 six-year old child. But, how many of you would leave an unfamiliar
 six-year old human alone and loose in your home for hours at a time
 and not expect to find who knows what when you got back? Consider
 that if you did, you could be brought up on charges of child abuse,
 neglect and endangerment. Yet, people do this to Greyhounds and
 this is often the reason for so many returns.
 
How many dogs have been returned because they did not know how to
 tell the adopter when they had to go out? How many for jumping on
 people, getting on furniture, counter surfing, separation anxiety,
 or defensive actions due to being startled or hurt (aka growling or
 biting)? So, let's understand: Sometimes it isn't the dog's "fault"
 he cannot fit in. He is not equipped with the social skills of a six-
 year old human but you can teach him. With love."
 
~From Kathleen Gilley~

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Nutriscan Intolerance and Sensitivity Testing for Pet Foods

Jan 27 '12 - 10:34 am by Colleen

I found this interesting.  I wonder if it would have helped Star Blast but then he did have every test including biopsies poor baby.  Something to keep in mind for dogs with intestinal issues where we can not identify the cause.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kYYtWS6fCes

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