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The Cheekiedogs are very saddened to learn that Cockermouth in Cumbria have proposed to open a new Greyhound Racing track. You can read the article here. You might be wondering what is wrong with Greyhound Racing, the dogs look happy and cared for, you may even go to the dogs yourself and have a great night but it's all very much an illusion. It is true that a few greyhounds are looked after by their owner or even owners and once their racing career has ended they may have a happy retirement with their owner for the rest of their lives or be placed in a new loving home but out of the thousands of greyhounds bred every year this fairytale ending doesn't happen for them.

Statisitics (oh everybody loves stats, how accurate they are!!) 25,000 greyhound pups are registared EVERY year but I'm more inclined to believe the number is many thousands more, pups which are killed before ever making it to the track.

It is estimated 10,000 greyhounds are killed each year as they don't live up to racing standards.
Dogs that make it to the track will most likely experience suffering during their racing careers. It's estimated that greyhounds running on British tracks sustain more than 12,000 injuries every year and that 10% of dogs that race are already suffering from injuries. Injured toes, torn muscles, strained tendons and arthritic joints are commonplace.

At least 10,000 greyhounds “retire” from racing in Britain every year, at an average age of just 2½ years old. This is either because of injury or because they are adjudged to be no longer good enough to race.Very few of these dogs manage to find good homes. This is hardly surprising, given a situation where many thousands of ordinary dogs are put to sleep every year because no homes are available for them.

The British greyhound racing industry has admitted that 500 - 1,000 retired greyhounds are put to death every year. This alone would be enough to justify a ban on greyhound racing, but the true figure for retired dogs killed is, sadly, far, far higher. Quite possibly as many as 6,000.
Many ex-racing greyhounds are simply abandoned and a large number are killed, sometimes by extremely cruel methods such as drowning or poisoning, because some owners and trainers are not prepared to pay the cost of having them put to sleep by a vet.

We are receiving an increasing number of reports of trainers shooting dogs when their racing days are over.

This and more information can be found at Greyhound Action.

Please let the people who have the authority in Cockermouth know of your opposition to a greyhound track being opened please visit this webpage for addresses to write to

http://www.rykat.org/forums/index.php?showtopic=36296&st=0&#entry643593 or email us
at cheekiedogs@hotmail.com

When it was first brought to out attention the suffering greyhounds indure in the racing industry we found it quite unbelievable and thought some of the people protesting to be somewhat extreme until we saw the suffering with our own eyes. Wether you like dogs or greyhounds or not as a human being you cannot stand by while another living being is treated and discarded like a faulty product in factory. We're not asking you to drop your lives and save all the greyhounds but 5 mins of your time to write a letter or two.

Thank you for reading.

Reno Representing

Hi, the woman who dishes out the scran was meant to running this place, turns out she's pretty useless so I'll be giving you the low down on The Cheekiedogs happenings.

This morning I got busted for being in the bin again, come on, woman had pork chops for her dinner and threw the best bits away!!! How could I not attempt to retreive it from that treasure chest she calls a bin. She took us out this morning to the woods but kept whinging about a headache, all I know is she went out last night and came home smelling of keebab, I swear she does it on purpose. Keebab, I never got any keebab. Where's Reno's Keebab eh? The abuse I endure in this house is overkill man!! Anyway I digress we get half round the woods and Nala decides she wants to run in circles the other way round and crashes right into me, she's such a ditz, she didn't even realise just carried on running, no apology, nowt, lost my sent trail and it was a good one too, reckon there would of been some tasty eats at the end of that. I found the muddest puddle in the world ever!! Always looks like so much fun to drive right in there and I always do I can't help myself, it's like it screams to me "JUMP IN RENO" and I just have too, so kewl, I like to mess with the woman too, go bounding over to her covered in mud and she shierks everytime "no no Reno go away" arhhh so funny. We come home and I decide it's about time for nap in front of the fire, woman's made herself a brew and is lay on the sofa watching flashy light box thing that makes loads of noise, she never tells it to shut up, I ask Nala or Phoenix if they wanna play or the sofa, cushion, clothes horse whoever and I can told to shut up what's up with that!! And I'll ask again Where's Reno's Keebab? Anyway she looks pretty tired I'll let her think I'm alseep and as soon as she closes her eyes that brew is mine!!!



Reno Out!