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Ride it like a greyhound

The last few weeks have been full of reminders about how lucky and unlucky life can be.


I train at Melbourne University athletics track and poor me – I have a sore back.

A few weeks ago I was at the track tying to train feeling pretty sorry for myself and I noticed a group of 4 beautiful greyhounds walking nearby.


They looked so elegant and petite, but so lean and strong.  I looked closer and one of them only had three legs.   Hopping along, with the other dogs, the three legged dog unbothered by the obvious challenge at hand.  In that instant I was jolted out of feeling sorry for myself.   I was served up an instant hit of perspective.


Two days later I was back at the track and the dogs walked (and hopped) past again and this time I went and introduced myself so that I could meet the brave doggy and to pass on this story to you.


Please meet Tigger, Clara, Algee, Henry and their owners Stella and Ian.


All of these dogs were racing greyhounds (Henry was particularly fast!)… how lucky

All of these dogs were given up and ended up in a greyhound rescue pound… how unlucky

All of these dogs were recused by Stella and Ian… how lucky

Tigger was diagnosed with bone cancer… how unlucky

Tigger had her leg removed to stop the growth of the cancer and she survived… how lucky

Turns out Tigger didn’t have bone cancer and didn’t need the leg removed…. how unlucky

Today Tigger can still do everything the other dogs can do and lives life to the fullest… how lucky


What a rollercoaster!


Tigger is a greyhound so it is practically her right to curl up in a ball and hide under a blanket at home while her three buddies get out and enjoy the sunshine.

But Tigger wasn’t doing that, Tigger was getting on with it.


I know what you’re thinking Tigger is a dog.  But you know that is not the point.

The point is dog or human, we’re all on a rollercoaster, of luckiness, of things happening to us that we can and can’t control.

Hearing that story reminded me that we are all on our own rollercoaster and it is good to recognise that and to remind ourselves that as we drop into a dip we too soon we will be climbing to soar.


To remember that some of our dips are only small and that other’s rollercoasters are scarier than ours.

To remember to keep the lows in perspective, and celebrate the precious highs.

To remember that most of us, when given a choice, would choose a rollercoaster over a train ride around the floor of the theme park, because it is the roller coaster that makes us feel most alive.

To remember most of all to make the most of enjoying the ride, the lows and the highs, keep smiling and screaming and remembering how good it is to feel alive.


Get in, hold on tight and enjoy the ride.


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Hi Jacquie, this is a great analogy. What really struck me was that Tigger didn’t have bone cancer and didn’t need the leg removed. There is something so poignant about that, but also evocative of what can go down in life for all of us. Tigger (and her owners) who must have been devastated, are great reminders of how to get on and live life. Thanks for telling us this story.