"You and Jill, up a Hill"

TC's Jill Cooper (Jill) is a very shy 2-year old, mostly white with a fawn patch on her face and one small patch on her back. She's a larger girl and has gorgeous brown eyes that will just break your heart.

Contact: Greyheart Greyhound Rescue of Michigan at 866.GET.GREY (866.438.4739) for more details or to adopt Jill

Jill’s Diary

February, 2009

And, she is quite the little thief. The other day, I laid down to take a nap because I had a whopper of a headache. When I woke up she had a dish towel, bath towel, roll of toilet paper, cat toys, magazine, my paperback book and some dirty laundry all in a neat little pile in her bed. The next morning, my son put his hat and gloves on the kitchen table and went out to start his car. When he came back in, they were gone. I told him to check Jill's bed and sure enough she had them on top of her front paws and had her head laying on top of them. She's such a cutie! Then my daughter, Cindy, came over later and when she went to leave I heard her say "I could have sworn I brought my scarf in. I can't find it anywhere." My son and I said, at the very same time, "Check Jill's bed". Sure enough, that's where her scarf was.

January, 2009

Jill is getting braver every day. She still won't come to you if you are looking at her, but if you turn your back to her, she'll sneak up behind you and nudge your arm to be petted. Believe me.....that' s progress. She eats with the dogs now and she will stay in the family room with us now and watch tv. No more running up and down the steps to hide. She sleeps right through the night with no issues and so far, no potty accidents. She went to the back door and nudged the handle and whined for the first time today to let me know she had to go out.

December, 2008

What a difference a day makes! Yesterday, Jill spent the entire day in my room. She would wonder out to the hallway, whine a little and run back in. I couldn't even put a leash on her to get her to go outside. She would just freeze up and put on the brakes. I had to physically carry her down the stairs and take her outside.

Today --- totally different story. She woke me up at 1:30 am by hitting her nose against the bedroom doorknob and rattling it. I opened the door and she ran down the stairs to the backdoor. When I let her out, she immediately went potty. What a good girl!

She stayed downstairs and ate her breakfast with the other dogs, which was real progress and she has been going up and down the stairs all morning just checking things out. Earlier, as I was working on my computer, I felt a greyhound nose nudge my arm for some petting. I just assumed it was going to be Major or Hunter as they do that to me all the time. When I turned around, it was Jill! She hasn't set foot in my office yet and now she comes up to be petted.

It just amazes me how resilient these dogs are.

November 09, 2008

Her first night went really well. We gave her a bath first thing which she wasn't crazy about until it came to the toweling off part. She loved that! Then she ate a good dinner and after a few hours of nervousness and pacing, she finally settled down to watch tv with us in the family room. She learned the stairs extremely fast. Only had to show her once! She slept through the night -- no whining at all.
This morning was a little different. After going outside and going potty, she ran upstairs to my room and hid there. She was too nervous and downright panicky to eat with the other dogs and even though she's very comfortable with the carpeted stairs to the family room, she has a difficult time coming down the uncarpeted stairs that go to the bedrooms, so I took her breakfast up to her in my room. She wouldn't eat unless I was up there with her with the door closed, so I kept her company. She's in that phase where she is constantly looking for me to see where I am, so she is running up and down the steps constantly. She peeks to see what room I'm in and then runs right back up to hide.

So right now, as I'm typing in my office which is the bedroom right across from mine, she peeks her head out to see where I am and whines a little then runs back to her corner where her bed is. Then she peeks out and stretches her body out a little more, then runs and hides. She's fine if I don't turn around and look at her. I can see her reflection in my monitor and she's cracking me up. She's leaving her back legs in the room and stretching as far as she can. I guess as long as her back feet are in my room she feels safe. She just doesn't know what's expected of her right now.