{"id":1374,"date":"2021-02-05T18:58:56","date_gmt":"2021-02-05T23:58:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.rgdaniel.com\/blog\/?p=1374"},"modified":"2021-02-05T19:07:22","modified_gmt":"2021-02-06T00:07:22","slug":"r-i-p-cody-2010-2021","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rgdaniel.com\/blog\/2021\/02\/05\/r-i-p-cody-2010-2021\/","title":{"rendered":"R.I.P. Cody 2010-2021"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

We had to say goodbye to Cody, our sweet sweet boy, today. It was time. He was all skin and bones, and starting to go downhill quickly. I don’t think he was full-on suffering quite yet (he was such a suck that he would have let us know, I think) but he clearly soon would be, as things had begun to escalate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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We adopted Cody in May 2013 from an organization that placed retired racing dogs from the States. There was a bit of a mix-up, though. He came to us with the call name Cody, and racing name Cactus Gold<\/a>, but some time later, we got a phone call saying that his real call name was Casey, racing name Toots Satellite<\/a>. We were already calling him Cody at this point, so we stuck with that. (Casey, as it turned out, would be the name we gave our second greyhound years later, as an homage).<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Being our first greyhound, we were at first a bit taken aback by the sheer scale of him. He was a big boy, and oddly proportioned. Teeny tiny waistline, giant chest. Like a Barbie Doll crossed with a horse. Kinda.<\/p>\n\n\n\n