I’m a writer/novelist, communications consultant, amateur wildlife photographer, safari addict and greyhound rescue volunteer.
The “safari addict” description is definitely true. I’ve been to East Africa about every other year since my first trip in 2003. When I get back to Santa Cruz, I begin planning my next trip.
Later this year, I’m spreading my wings and heading to Southern Africa: Victoria Falls, Zimbabwe, Botswana and South Africa.
Life doesn’t get any better for me than watching a herd of elephants caring for their young; a group of fuzzy lion cubs playing in the late afternoon sun; or the annual migration of wildebeests, zebras and gazelles around the Serengeti/Masai Mara ecosystem.
I’m also an active volunteer and advocate for greyhounds.
The U.S. greyhound racing industry produces tens of thousands of dogs a year to satisfy its need for racers. When greyhounds don’t earn enough money for their owners (a dog often has just two or three races to prove itself), they are killed, shipped to medical research facilities or simply abandoned—unless they are lucky enough to find their way to a greyhound rescue group.
Despite a network of these wonderful rescue groups across the country working at capacity, between 10,000 and 15,000 greyhounds still do not make it to a rescue facility.
If you’re interested in learning more about these sweet, gentle dogs and how you can help, visit the Greyhound Adoption Center, a fantastic group that is dedicated to rescuing greyhounds and greyhound mixes and placing them in responsible, loving homes.