Adam Lewis.  December 2015.

We were deeply saddened to hear of the loss of Dave and Sharon's gorgeous boy Adam Lewis. Adam has worked tirelessly fund raising and raising awareness of the plight of greyhounds and has been responsible in encouraging many people to adopt a greyhound . 

Run free Adam Xx

​Rehoming greyhounds in Shropshire, Cheshire and North Wales.   

Charity Registration number 1168327

fundraiser in North Wales and has helped raise awareness of greyhounds and been a wonderful ambassador for his breed.  He even starred with Clyde in a professional production of the opera Rigoletto at Venue Cymru.  He was a lovely gentle boy who was known by everyone in the area and will be very sadly missed.

Phantom.  September 2016

Hector's are very sad to learn that Phantom passed away recently.  He was a 12 year old ex-racer who came into the lives of Denise and David in North Wales eight years ago at a time when David was recovering from serious health issues and he played an enormous part in his recuperation.  They were always seen together and were regular visitors to every coffee shop in a 5 mile radius of home!  Phantom was our first 

Java Bond.  December 2015.

We send our sincere condolences to the Roberts family for the loss of their darling boy Java Bond, who died suddenly but peacefully, at home. Java Bond leaves behind his beautiful daughter, Shunka, and his son, Huxley. Run free little sweetie x

Left: Java Bond; Right: the "family reunion" (son, father and daughter) at the recent dog show.

A tribute to Prince.  December 2015.

What a dog! What a greyhound! The sixth member of our family. He came into

our lives five years ago and within a short while, we knew that we were accepted

by him and settled into our chaotic family life with ease and grace of a prince.

Not only did he have to contend with three teenagers but also shared the

garden with three tortoises and a chicken as well as any other wild life that

happened to be passing (that is if they could out run him!). 

He came to us with the name "Prince". At first, as a family we deliberated

on finding a new name for him. But the more we got to know him, his

personality, his likes, his stature, his behaviour and his charm, the more we

realised that Price was truly the most suitable name for him. He was prince charming alright. It soon felt as though he had always been with us. ​It took Prince a couple of weeks to learn how to climb the stairs. Once mastered, we gave him a bed in our bedroom and he would go upstairs with the last person to bed. 

Meeting strangers on walks had two possible outcomes. Either people made a direct beeline to meet him, asking if he may be stroked (something which he graciously tolerated) or they would give him a wide steer, alarmed by all of his 42kg stature. We always had to laugh since despite his imposing stature he was the gentlest and chilled of creatures. There was never a need to show off, to display his size and strength. He would happily meet other dogs, greet and sniff politely and if the encounter would be too yappy or bothersome, Prince would just hold his head high and step over the irritating bundle of four legs. All of this will generally hold true except for when we would cross paths with a German Shepherd (thank goodness for lamp posts to hold on to!). We think he may have had a experience in his earlier life which made him want to protect us.

Prince was a champion racer of Irish and Australian descent. His successful career had been brought to an abrupt end when he broke his front leg. A combination of plates and pins and some TLC enabled him to recover and to lead a happy and healthy life. At the age of six he came to us via the Greenfields Greyhound rescue and gave us five years of happiness. He turned out to be the most wonderful family dog we could have wished for. He was superb with young children, he was tolerant of their curiosity even when he was poked or used as a pillow. Sleep overs with teenagers at weekends was always a highlight and he would often end up sleeping among them. 

When we were alone with him in the house he would follow us like a shadow. Despite his size he would always end up under the desk when we were working at home. Family meal times were preceded by an exuberant show by Prince, tossing his bed around in happiness of all of us sitting together.

It was with a heavy heart that we had to say goodbye to our best friend Prince . We miss him dearly and will never forget him. We were privileged to live with him during that time. 

The Field Family.

Hector's Greyhound Rescue

Shannon, our precious girl: 2005- 2013‏

Shannon came to us a bundle of nerves after having 6 trainers in the first 2 years of her life. Soon the real Shannon emerged & what a transformation, she was funny, intelligent & a real flirt, she was the most beautiful dog & we feel privileged to have shared 5 wonderful years with her. Shannon was taken from us so suddenly on 5th September 2013 & life has not been the same since, we miss her terribly, she was one of a kind. Sleep tight gorgeous girl, we love you.  

Graham Roberts.

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 vigour; 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. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers.  Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

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.

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