Racing Name: Angelskisnspring

Tater was by far an extremely loving, protective family member. Although he was very playful, loved to lie in the summer grass, and destroy the living daylights out of every squeaky-plush toy in the house, ‘Tatie’ would often growl at any other dog, chase kitties, and be unfriendly towards little kids and strangers-always there to protect us. When we first got Tater, he was in a small group of greyt greys. Right from the start, the youngest in the family knew he was the one-goofy grin, sweet eyes…. Our boy was a two year old who’d just gotten out of a cast, mending a broken hock. His name was Andy at the time. I wanted his name to be Monty, but then the name was quickly voted out in favor of ‘Tater’.

Our puppy had a lot of medical issues-got diarrhea and vomit when he ate different types of bones, thyroid issues, and a cut on his bum that almost needed stitches (due to accidentally getting caught on a stick). When our boy was nine, he suffered quite a few ruptured back discs and needed surgery. Since the condition was so rare in large dogs, particularly greyhounds, there were only bits of hope to cling onto. But, Tater wasn’t one who would just give up-he bounced right back and returned home within a matter of days; way before any surgeon would believe. By then, we all had to pitch in on the ever increasing price in vet bills. Sure, our giant cow of a grey still walked a bit crooked for the rest of his life, but he was as cute and cuddly as ever.

Finally, almost exactly a year later (after Thanksgiving), Tater ruptured another few discs (creepy, huh?). Due to several complications, Tater stayed for a bit more than a week when he was finally eating, sitting up properly, and drinking. The vets had just signed his release forms for him to go home the next day when he had a heart attack, blood clot, or who knows else? Our puppy was gone. It was a very depressing time for the whole family-we really believed that he would return home, pull through again, when he was gone.

Tater, you will never be forgotten and we will see you again as a frisky, young, healthy pup on the other side of the Rainbows Bridge.

Tater

August 10, 2002

November 30, 2012