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Greyhound profile

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Lifespan:   10-13 Years

Avg height:   68-76cm

Avg weight:   27-32kg

Coat type:  Short, smooth and firm

Coat colours: Black, white, red, blue, fawn, fallow, brindle, parti-coloured, grey

Originally bred for: Catching hares

Breed traits: Quiet, calm, well-mannered, energetic, sensitive, independent 


A little about Greyhounds

The Greyhound is a well-mannered quiet breed, making excellent companions and pets. They do love a good run, and love chasing anything that moves. They are loyal and affectionate, and are highly noted for their wonderful temperaments.




Greyhounds are normally very healthy dogs, however health problems that can occur with this breed include osteosarcoma, oesophageal achalasia, gastric torsion and osteogenesis imperfecta.


A day in the life of "Abby"


Run. Run. Run. Run… Stop! Spin! Oh, what joy this is. I spun and spun until my head felt light and my feet wobbly, my tongue hanging from my mouth the entire time. I weave through the other dogs as they try and try to keep up, my owner chanting me on.

I’m the fastest; always the fastest. First to the ball, first off the mark and first back for the head rubs, which I’m now happily receiving. I sniff the soft skin of my owners’ arm as they massage my head, I love that smell.

My ears prick at the sounds of the park. I can hear the other dogs; growling, barking, running and panting. I make a map in my mind of where they’re at. Always be alert.

‘Are you ready Abby?’ My human says, lifting the bright pink bouncy ball high above their head. I lift my front paw, ready. And then it flies! Through the air it soars, and I run. Legs fully extended, my entire body flexes and I sprint towards the tumbling ball. I have to get there first. Zoning in, I lean down and snatch it, chomping down twice to confirm the win as I slow to a trot to look around for my human. Spotting them in the distance I wag my tail. Time to spin again.

Please be advised the information provided is purely an indicator of breed traits and characteristics and that within some breeds there can be significant variation.