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Letter from the Editor

Happy 12th Birthday GAP!!!

That's right - this year we turn 12 years old, and to celebrate we will be holding a Big Birthday Bash on July 16th! I hope to see you there :) Full details are listed below.

We have another bumper issue, with more from my pal Clyde and a very heart warming story about Jasmine, that you may have heard about... she was a greyhound rescued by police in England.

Also, we have just received some sad news... and I would like to extend my sincere condolences to June and her family who sadly lost Milly on Thursday morning 28th May. Milly was the first greyhound adopted in South Australia and was 14 years age. A small memorial is included.

We also have part 2 of the Shaggy dog series and of course the usual puzzle and kiddy craft project.

Regards

Kylie Mancini
Website Manager/Newsletter Editor

PS - This newsletter features beautiful Clair - photo supplied by Sharon Aimenn. If you would like to have your dog featured in any headings of the newsletter or website - please supply a high quality crystal clear image similar to above with contrasting plain background. Face on headshots preferred.

Hr

Coming Events

PETWARES FUN DAY

Saturday June 13th

11am – 3pm.

Location: 16-18 Light Crescent Mt Barker,
South Australia
Telephone: 08 8391 4937

Come join us at the Petwares Fun Day at Mount Barker. There will be a sausage sizzle cooked by some of our greyt volunteers at GAPSA and much more! Come along, bring your hounds, stop in and say hi to the wonderful people at Petwares and GAP! Hope to see you there!

Hr

GAPSA BIG BIRTHDAY BASH

Thursday - July 16th

6.00pm

Angle Park Greyhound Track

GAP will be 12 yrs old!

Put on your party hats because this will be a GREYT nite out!...dont miss it!!!!

Raffle, and Door Prizes, birthday balloons, and cake..the whole birthday works!..So come join us and celebrate! Price and details of the dinner to be announced soon. bookings will be essential! dont miss out!

If you would like your greyhound to be in the GAP parade on the night please contact Angela. 8243 7124 by July 10th.

DINNER NIGHT INFO

This is a fundraising dinner for GAP. This special night allows GAP to raise some much needed funds to help with care, fostering and homing of retired racing greyhounds. proceeds from each dinner go to GAPSA.

Dinner prices: $35 per person. Children 13 and under $17.50 and children under 5 are free.

Bookings essential!!

Payment for all table bookings to be paid in full to GAPSA by July 10th.

Please make all checks or money orders to Greyhound Adoption Program SA. Cash can be dropped off to the GAPSA Office Mondays and Thursdays 2pm -9pm or GRSA Office Mondays – Fridays 8:30am – 4:30pm. (55 Cardigan St. Angle Park – Angle Road just off of South Road)

GAP does not have EFTPOS facilities.


Clydes Letter from the Donga

G'day Kylie,

Haven't seen yer round ther traps fer ages, 'ows yer bin? Orright?

Ut's bin bonza ut here. Our carpet grubs are getting arahnd now, we dun see so much uv James (he's up an runnin) but Alyssa comes up an crawls all over us, she reckons we're ther best toys arahnd an I reckon shes a real bobby dazzler.

Ut got a bit crook ut ther end uv April, we were dahn ter ther last Water tank an we're all hangin out fer ther season ter break. They ses up here thut it'll be a good season if ut breaks ut Anzac an blow me down ut does, bang on! Boy were we happy. "Send 'er down Hughie" we yells an he does an he keeps on doin it, buckets uv ut! Lots an lots uv luverly wet stuff ter fill ther tanks an' start stuff growin'.

So ther Boss gets his arse inter gear ter spray ther weeds out an ther Missus arthur Murrays arahnd ther seed merchants getting all ther seed an fertiliser an stuff organised an we're all set ter go an stone ther crows, ut goes an rains again an they can't get onter ther paddocks! Yer know uts just as well uts not ther farm thut pays fer our tucker, uts just fer a bit uv er lark. Ther Boss goes docterin' up ut Leigh Creek half ther time, ther farm just feeds ther horses.

So, there they are messin arahnd with ther tractor an ther spray unit an stuff an Heidi an me has ter deal with ther new foster hound on our own. Not thut ther Boss an Missus do much uv ther work anyway but they mostly give ut a bit uv er burl. We'd sorted out Cella an Bashy real good an they're happy little vegemites in their new homes so ther Missus goes an gets Tyson fer us ter work on. Ther Missus really likes him but Geeze yer should a' seen im when he first got here, he were rough as ther goats knees. He's all over ther place an a total lamb brain on doggy manners, no idea abaht bum sniffin just in yer face an tonkin us with his stupid long tail. (Do we detect a note of jealousy here perhaps, Clyde really doesn't like to be reminded what a beautiful long tail he used to have! J) Heidi an me tells him ter chuck ut in but he just carries on like a pork chop, barkin' like he were a bald Kelpie. In ther end Heidi gives him ther drum an tells him what for loud an clear, he wern't so full uv ut after thut.

Now he's got ther idea he's turnin out not a bad sort uv er bloke even if he does try ter steal all me best toys. Ther Missus ses he's smart as a two bob watch, an is real proud uv him. We've bin takin him up ter obedience an last week he passed Grade One, Most uv our foster dogs dun get out uv kindergarten even after four or six weeks with us, an he's only bin with us three weeks.

Talkin uv obedience, yer should see me mate Heidi, she did ther test fer Grade 4 on Sundy an she passed! She's ther first dog ut our club ter do thut! Yer'd think she'd really have tickets on herself after thut but she ses she'd rather be sleepin any day. Ut's a real hard test. She has ter do it without a lead an do lots uv hard stuff. I c'n do most uv ut but me tussles with Arthur Wright lets me dahn. Ther thing we loves best is when ther Missus walks us up ter ther top uv ther arena an tells us ter wait whilst she goes back ter the bottom. Then she tells us ter rattle our dags an we go steamin dahn ter her goin like ther clappers, trouble is we has ter stop when we gets there, sometimes we sort uv fergets.

Ther other good thing abaht last Sunday wus thut Heidi's litter sister Amber came an had a sleep over with us. Ut's ther second time she's stayed here an we all gets as silly as a hat full uv worms, Heidi an me has really got a guernsey fer Amber. In ther mornin she an her Missus, Janice come up ter obedience with us. Amber enjoys our little club, she gets to meet a real little runt uv a Greyhound an sum uv our other friends. She goes ter a big obedience club an ther's so many dogs yer can't make proper friends like we do.

I tell's yer what Kylie, if you think Heidi's a smart arse yer should see Amber, she started obedience in the parklands in March an she can sit an drop already. Ther Missus is jealous, Heidi dun sit an I dun do either uv those things. We reckons Amber's goin ter leave Heidi fer dead, Heidi ses she's a disgrace, she ses if Tyson was ther bald Kelpie uv ther Greyhound world with his barkin (he dun do ut much now so he's not anymore) then Amber is ther bald Border Collie wantin ter please Janice like thut. Where's her Greyhound pride? Yer can't make ut too easy fer ther hoomans!

So whut uv I bin doin up ut obedience? I've bin ther model fer lots uv pictures. Ther Missus is helpin do a school fer all ther foster hounds an we needed pictures uv whut they c'n do. I'm not ther big brass ut obedience but I'm not all piss an wind either. I knows me stuff an ther Missus ses I dun go berko when ut suits me like sum she could name. So we does lots uv bits uv stuff an we gets lots uv pictures an most uv them is me. We had ter get Amber ter do the sit though, smarty pants thut she is.

We're doin ther school on Sunday, I'm goin along ter help out, hope theres lots uv treats. I'll send yer a line when ut's finished ter tells yer how ut goes if yer likes.

Ooroo f'now,

Clyde.


Circulating Email - warning of Lethal Mulch.

While the following was passed via email - I have checked the link of Snopes.com which does not confirm this actual story but does state that certain ingredients in mulch can be dangerous to animals. It is unclear if the listed ingredients are in Australian garden mulches, however it does pay to be cautious therefore this is added as a precautionary warning for pet owners to be wary. Personal discretion is advised.

Please tell every dog or cat owner you know. Even if you don't have a pet, please pass this to those who do.

Over the weekend the doting owner of two young lab mixes purchased Cocoa Mulch from Target to use in their garden. They loved the way it smelled and it was advertised to keep cats away from their garden. Their dog Calypso decided that the mulch smelled good enough to eat and devoured a large helping. She vomited a few times which was typical when she eats something new but wasn ' t acting lethargic in any way. The next day, Mom woke up and took Calypso out for her morning walk . Half way through the walk, she had a seizure and died instantly.

Although the mulch had NO warnings printed on the label, upon further investigation on the company ' s website, this product is HIGHLY toxic to dogs and cats.

Cocoa Mulch is manufactured by Hershey ' s, and they claim that ' It is true that studies have shown that 50% of the dogs that eat Cocoa Mulch can suffer physical harm to a variety of degrees (depending on each individual dog). However, 98% of all dogs won ' t eat it. '

This Snopes site gives the following information: http://www.snopes.com/critters/crusader/cocoamulch.asp

Cocoa Mulch, which is sold by Home Depot, Foreman ' s Garden Supply and other Garden supply stores, contains a lethal ingredient called ' Theobromine ' . It is lethal to dogs and cats. It smells like chocolate and it really attracts dogs. They will ingest this stuff and die. Several deaths already occurred in the last 2-3 weeks. Theobromine is in all chocolate, especially dark or baker ' s chocolate which is toxic to dogs. Cocoa bean shells contain potentially toxic quantities of theobromine, a xanthine compound similar in effects to caffeine and theophylline. A dog that ingested a lethal quantity of garden mulch made from cacao bean shells developed severe convulsions and died 17 hours later. Analysis of the stomach contents and the ingested cacao bean shells revealed the presence of lethal amounts of theobromine.


KIDS CORNER

Tissue Paper Carnations

By: Amanda Formaro
Difficulty: Easy
Age: 6 and up

.What you'll need:

* Pink, green, and white tissue paper
* Chenille stems
* Scissors

How to make it:

(want to see a video how to make this?) visit http://crafts.kaboose.com/tissue-paper-carnations.html

  1. Layer three to four sheets of pink tissue paper together then cut them into 4-5" wide strips that are 12" long.
  2. Cut about 1.5" off the end of a chenille stem and set aside.
  3. Take the remaining piece of the chenille stem and lay about 2" of it onto the tissue paper and roll up (starting at the short end) around the chenille.
  4. Once completely rolled up, take the short piece of chenille that you cut off earlier and twist it around the bottom of the tissue paper to hold it in place.
  5. Use scissors to cut 2-3" long slits down from the top of the rolled tissue paper. Continue around until all strips are cut.
  6. Roll up a 6"x2" piece of green tissue paper and place at the top of the flower stem.
  7. Grab the bottom of the stem and bring it up and over the green tissue paper and twist tight. These are the flower's leaves.
  8. Repeat, making several different flowers, then combine the stems to make a bouquet.
  9. Twist the stem of any one of the flowers around the rest of the stems to hold them all together.
  10. Place them in a vase and use them as a table centerpiece.

Tips:

  • Chenille stems can be sharp, so you may want to help children twist the small piece of stem around the flower.
  • Try different colors to suit each holiday or occasion!
  • Save tissue paper from birthday parties to use in craft projects such as these.

FUNNY FACTS

  • Kangaroos and Emus can't walk backwards.
  • Butterflies taste food by standing on top of it! Their taste receptors are in their feet unlike humans who have most on their tongue.
  • Most of the dust in your home is actually dead skin! Yuck!
  • Although the Stegosaurus dinosaur was over 9 metres long, its brain was only the size of a walnut.
  • Humans get a little taller in space because there is no gravity pushing down on them.
  • Rabbits and parrots can see behind themselves without even moving their heads!
  • A hippopotamus may seem huge but it can still run faster than a man.
  • Even if an analog clock is broken, at least it shows the correct time twice a day.
  • Sneezing with your eyes open is impossible.
  • The trickiest tongue twister in the English language is apparently "Sixth sick sheik's sixth sheep's sick". Give it a try and see for yourself.

 

Milly was a beautiful 14 year old girl, who was the very first greyhound to be adopted in South Australia.

She sadly passed away on Thursday 28th May 2009.

Milly found a very loving forever home with June Martin, adopted at 2 years of age whom June states..

"She fitted in from the very first day and she was an absolute joy to have around and was indeed a lady until the end".

June has also adopted Bluey and our thoughts go to them on their loss of a long time friend, family and companion.

Small Hr

~* The Rainbow Bridge *~

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. Bright eyes are intent and an eager body quivers. Suddenly running from the group, flying over the green grass, legs carrying faster and faster than ever before.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

 

 

 

 

 

The best things in life, aren't things!

If I Didn't Have a Dog...or Cat.....

.
I could walk around the yard barefoot in safety.
My house could be carpeted instead of tiled & laminated.
All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture & cars would be free of hair.

When the doorbell rings, it wouldn't sound like a kennel.
When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading
through fuzzy bodies who beat me there.
I could sit on the couch & my bed the way I wanted, without
taking into consideration how much space several fur bodies
would need to get comfortable.
I would have money & no guilt to go on a real vacation.

I would not be on a first-name basis with 6 vets, as I put their yet
unborn grand-kids through college.
The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: out, sit,
down, come, no, stay, and leave him/her/it ALONE.
My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby
gates or barriers.
I would not talk 'baby talk'. 'Eat your din din'. 'Yummy yummy
for the tummy'.
My house would not look like a day care centre, toys
everywhere.
My pockets would not contain things like poop bags, treats and
an extra leash.

I wouldn’t have to spell the words B-A-L-L, F-R-I-S-B-E- E, W-A-L-K,
T-R-E-A-T, B-I-K-E, G-O, R-I-D-E?
I would not have as many leaves INSIDE my house as outside.
I would not look strangely at people who think having ONE
dog/cat ties them down too much.
I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of
dreading 'mud' season.

I would not have to answer the question 'Why do you have so
many animals?' from people who will never have the joy in their
lives of knowing they are loved unconditionally by someone as
close to an angel as they will ever get.
How EMPTY my life would be!!!

'Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened'


Jasmine's Story

In 2003, police in Warwickshire, England, opened a garden shed and found a whimpering, cowering dog. It had been locked in the shed and abandoned. It was dirty and malnourished, and had clearly been abused.

In an act of kindness, the police took the dog, which was a Greyhound female, to the nearby Nuneaton Warwickshire Wildlife Sanctuary, run by a man named Geoff Grewcock and known as a willing haven for Animals abandoned, orphaned or otherwise in need.

Geoff and the other sanctuary staff went to work with two aims to restore the dog to full health, and to win her trust. It took several weeks, but eventually both goals were achieved.

They named her Jasmine, and they started to think about finding her an adoptive home.

But Jasmine had other ideas. No-one remembers now how it began, but she started welcoming all Animal arrivals at the sanctuary. It wouldn't matter if it was a puppy, a fox cub, a rabbit or, any other lost or hurting Animal, Jasmine would peer into the box or cage and, where possible, deliver a welcoming lick.

Geoff relates one of the early incidents. "We had two puppies that had been abandoned by a nearby railway line. One was a Lakeland Terrier cross and another was a Jack Russell Doberman cross. They were tiny when they arrived at the centre and Jasmine approached them and grabbed one by the scruff of the neck in her mouth and put him on the settee. Then she fetched the other one and sat down with them, cuddling them."

"But she is like that with all of our animals, even the rabbits. She takes all the stress out of them and it helps them to not only feel close to her but to settle into their new surroundings.

Below is the link if you would like to visit the site and read about some of the other animals stories.

http://www.nuneatonwildlife.com/



CROSSWORD PUZZLE

Across Down

1. Musician (9)
5. Clear of blame (7)
9. Edges (7)
13. Polo sticks (7)
16. Perils (7)
17. Deliberated (9)
18. Alimentary (10)
19. Eerie (6)
20. Type of bird (7)
22. Demolish (7)
24. Talented (6)
26. Custom (9)
30. Responses (7)
32. Part of a jacket (5)
33. Tallies (4)
34. Banquet (5)
37. Whirlpool (9)
39. Boredom (5)
40. Notice (4)
41. Continent (4)
43. Dapper (5)
44. Disregard (6)
46. Previously (6)
47. Greek epic poem (5)
50. Woodwind instrument (4)
52. Urban area (4)
53. Overwhelming fear (5)
55. Owned (9)
57. Legal excuse (5)
58. Corrosive substance (4)
60. Large oval fruit (5)
61. Green (7)
64. Consumption (9)
65. Pale (6)
66. Cane syrup (7)
70. Time interval (7)
71. Birds of prey (6)
73. Recalled the past (10)
76. Does away with (9)
79. Methods (7)
80. Aromatic herb (7)
82. Give evidence in court (7)
83. Show (7)
84. Spotted dog (9)

1. Third sign of the zodiac (6)
2. Cove (5)
3. Rodent (3)
4. Dullness (6)
5. Female relative (4)
6. Slumber (5)
7. Roped (7)
8. Coded (9)
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10. Decompose (3)
11. Fans (11)
12. Askance (8)
14. Decree (5)
15. Mariners (7)
20. Male deer (4)
21. Uncomplicated (6)
23. Requiring the least effort (7)
25. Claws (6)
27. Notion (4)
28. Court game (9)
29. Mercy (8)
31. Compositions (6)
33. Nimble (5)
35. Concurs (6)
36. Nominee (9)
38. Dried grape (6)
40. Arachnid with a sting (8)
42. Directly proportional (6)
45. Quick (5)
48. Set up (7)
49. Tooth coating (6)
51. Duties (11)
54. Frank (6)
56. Wading bird (4)
59. Talked (9)
61. Dizziness (7)
62. Watchful (8)
63. Business concern (4)
65. Mythical winged horse (7)
67. Stage whisper (5)
68. Stopped (6)
69. Abut (6)
72. Display tripod (5)
74. Omnivorous mammal (5)
75. Refuse to accept or believe (4)
77. Roman 3 (3)
78. Grass used as fodder (3)
81. Distilled from fermented molasses (3)

Here is the next installment from our mystery writer on the Shaggy Dog Stories.....

Shaggy Dog Story No. 2

As all members of G.A.P. know Angela is devoted to Greyhounds. She loves her own Hulk and Snowy and cares for all the hounds she finds foster and adoptive homes for, she is a great ambassador for our wonderful hounds.

You may be surprised to learn that this was not always the case, there was a time when Angela was a passionate show woman, caring for dogs only if they were of show quality and always trying to find the perfect dog to gain the top show awards. How her attitude to dogs changed is quite a story.

The story starts on the day Angela found the dog of her dreams tucked away in a small heavily barred locked cage in an evil smelling back street pet shop somewhere in America. There it was, the large well proportioned head with the well defined central furrow in its forehead and the beautiful heart shaped drop ears setting off the straight strong boned, well muscled fore and hind quarters. Its coat was profuse, a glorious glossy black covering all but its thighs and under its forelegs, its lion like tail curved gracefully over its back. Angela gazed in wonder at the proud dog, It was a Portuguese Water Dog and a magnificent one at that, she was sure of it, a genuine Portuguese Water Dog and she had to have it. Although she was a little surprised at the eagerness the shopkeeper displayed at the sale and the low price he asked she was far too excited by her discovery to ask any questions, she was absolutely sure she had a great bargain on her hands.

The trouble started the moment Angela went to put the dog on to the back of her truck. Standing its ground the dog glared at her and to her astonishment began to talk. It didn't just talk, it abused her roundly "I'm a genuine Portuguese Water Dog I am, one of the only ones in America and the best one, too! I'm rare and special and you want to stick me in the back of your smelly old truck! I'm not sitting back there!" The dog strutted to the passenger door "Open up!" Too shocked to protest Angela did so, the dog hopped up and made itself comfortable, "Now drive on."

Shaken and concerned Angela got in and drove away, she could see that life with a bossy arrogant dog might not be easy, perhaps the shopkeepers eagerness to sell it was justified. Worse was to come, as they drove through the suburbs the dog began to do a poor imitation of a stand up comedy routine complete with bad puns. Angela's concern increased as the miles rolled by, she knew there was going to be trouble, she had a very fine sense of humour but she did not like puns, particularly not bad puns, and some of these were very very bad puns. She thought that perhaps she had not got such a great bargain after all, but it was a Portuguese Water Dog and a show stopper at that, surely it would quieten down once it was established in her very comfortable home?

It was not to be, nothing satisfied this dog. Nothing in the house was good enough, it complained constantly. It followed Angela around the yard and to work on the farm. Whatever she did there was a bad pun to match. Putting on her boots --- "heyshe's turned into a computer, she's booted up and ready to go." Mowing the lawn --- "Why don't you water it with beer then it'd come up half cut." Sitting down to a lunch of refried beans --- "she's on the way out, she's a real has been." Out feeding the horses "Now she's learning her Alphabet, A for 'orses" Milking the cows ""aint she udderly beautiful today, going at it like a bull at a gate." Picking the fruit in the orchard " Someone's the favourite today, look at you with the plum job". Nothing would make it stop, pleading and threats fell on deaf ears, arrogant in the knowledge of it's value as a rarity the dog continued to abuse her at every opportunity.

Eventually the inevitable happened, rare show dog or not Angela had had enough, the dog had to go. Prepared to give it just one last chance she grabbed the dog and bound it's legs and so it couldn't escape. The dog of course objected loudly, "What are you doing? You can't hurt me, I'm a real rarity remember, I'm valuable, I'm the golden egg the goose laid, Hey, put me down, put me down!" Angela ignored it, threw it into the back of the truck and drove to the top of a very high cliff.

"Now listen to me Water Dog" Angela said, "I've had enough, you might be the rarest dog in the world but nothing is worth the trouble you cause. You've got a choice, either you promise to behave like a proper dog and stop making those awful puns or I throw you, bound up like this, over this cliff. I'm not living with you as you are!"

The Water Dog's Tail drooped, it's gums went pale. " You don't really mean that do you? Not for a dog as rare as me? How's about I cut it down to a couple of puns a day?"

Angela stayed firm. "No, no puns or no life. No Compromises."

Sadly the dog agreed that there would be no more puns, and Angela began to unbind it's legs. " thanks buddy," it woofed "that's a relief, it was going to be a long way to tip-a-rarey!" So Angela rebound it's legs and threw it over the cliff.

P.S. As before for obvious reasons the author of this story intends to remain anonymous, but any resemblance between characters in this story and members of G.A.P. is entirely intentional. And yes, in case you were wondering, there really is a breed called the Portuguese Water Dog (or there was until this incident) see http://www.akc.org/breeds/portuguese_water_dog/index.cfm


NOTICES:

DOGS ON LEASHES

This is just a reminder to all fosterers and owners that greyhounds must be kept on leashes when out in public. While they may have their green collar and therefore don't need to be muzzled - they do need to be kept on leashes at all times when out in public!

Website News:

Just a quick note that there will be no updates during the first week of June due to a complete computer system overhaul.

Thank you for your patience.

Crossword Puzzle Answer: