Windmills of One's Mind

Haven't updated in a while and for that I'm sorry.  Life is taking me on a roller coaster, right now, and half the time I don't know if I'm coming or going or coming or going....  Reminds me of a song, The Windmills of Your Mind, which is the theme from the Thomas Crowne Affair (1968).

Round like a circle in a spiral like a wheel within a wheel,
Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel
Like a snowball down a mountain or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that's turning, running rings around the moon
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of it's face
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind.

My mind is just going around & around & around....  You see, I've had little in the way of response with regard to people wanting Glory puppies.  I don't understand why, unless it is the economy.  She's a beautiful dog with a beautiful temperament as are all her siblings & her parents.  Go figure...  People would rather spend $1000+ on a "Labradoodle"....  a mutt....  than a well bred greyhound.  I just don't get it.

Glory On Her Retirement Sofa

Anyway, we've been working on finishing Glory's Grand Championship and she's almost there.  She only needs ONE MORE POINT!

She's been out 6 times as a champion, in fact, I took her off her retirement sofa after 2 years to exhibit her one day, and one day only, to Dr. Edna K. Martin (Midge Martin). That was in May 2012.  Since then, she's only been out at 6 local shows held in Albuquerque & Los Lunas.  In that very limited showing, she's taken 6 majors under 6 different judges:  Midge Martin, James Fredricksen, Sari Brewster-Tietjen, Houston Clark, Anthony DiNardo, and Russ McFadden.

Thank you!

So, right now, it's one day I want Glory puppies and the next day, I don't.  You may be wondering why?  It's not because of her, it's because I'm getting older.  I'm 58 & hubby is going to be 62.  Greyhounds average a 12 year lifespan, so I'm asking myself, do I really want a dog (any dog), when I'm 65 years old and hubby is 69?   More & more, I'm thinking....  no.

So...  the windmills of my mind are going & going & going....