There are some ways that I’ve noticed that Bunny and Flattery are quite a bit alike, and there are other ways that they can be rather different. Some are things that are pretty typical for Greyhounds and then their own unique personalities come into play. One of the things that highlights the differences between them is winter weather.
No two hounds are more different in winter than Bunny and Flattery. It might surprise you to learn that Bunny is quite the snow bunny. If it’s cold out, Bunny is a happy girl and she is good to go. On our annual winter hike to see the waterfalls, Bunny doesn’t just walk down to the canyon, she prances like a show pony, as happy and animated as she can ever be. I’m pretty sure that Flattery would prefer to hibernate until it’s all over. She is no fan of the cold and she makes that clear.
The morning routine has turned into a comedy show and I know it drives Mr. Taleteller more than a little crazy. He gets up to take them out and Bunny makes a beeline for the back door. He throws her tummy warmer on, then turns to get Flattery ready. Flattery makes a beeline for the couch, curls up with her tail over her nose and pretends to be asleep. It’s a race against the clock to get them out the back door before Bunny springs a leak, so there are usually some strong words directed Flattery’s way.
They head out the back door and Bunny is invigorated and ready to go. She’s so ready to go that she thinks a morning walk would be a good idea and tries to pull my husband and Flattery both down the driveway and up the street. Flattery and Mr. Taleteller want nothing to do this scheme and trudge through the cold to the turn out pen. Flattery is reluctantly pushed inside and then Bunny follows her in. While they’re in there, Flattery stands in one corner, pitifully holding up one foot and looking forlorn. Bunny spins like a little dervish and runs around in the cold and snow like a puppy.
During the morning, Bunny will ask to go out several more times, accompanied by much grumbling from Mr. Taleteller. Every trip they make out sends Flattery into a minor panic and she burrows under the nearest blanket and hides in hopes that she’ll be left inside. I can’t say that I completely blame her. Last year, I gave up trying to drag her out on walks, figuring if she really needed or wanted one, she’d volunteer to go. She’s always game for a ride in the car, probably hoping that it leads to food, but she puts the brakes on when it looks like she’ll have to be out in the cold for more than five minutes.
Both of them crack me up. Bunny is normally so reserved and calm about things, so seeing her get excited about the cold weather is fun. I love seeing the puppy come out in her for a little bit. Flattery is normally so full of gusto about everything and seeing her put her foot down on something is also a bit entertaining. Soon enough, spring will arrive and they will both enjoy ideal walking temperatures for a little while, and then the tables will turn. For every season, there’s a hound, it seems.