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Okay... right at the start, let me say that I'm pretty much against racing animals for the benefit of the betting public - horses, dogs, frogs, crabs... whatever

The Australian greyhound racing industry & community came in for a bit of a well-deserved walloping a few years ago, when an enquiry sparked by a TV report found multiple cases of animal abuse, inhumane practices, drugs & unwarranted euthanising of dogs who either grew too old, too slow, or just weren't cut out to be race winners. Since then the industry has tried to clean up its act, introducing a raft of reforms, new regulations & creating the Greyhound Welfare Integrity Commission... though this 2022 article from the RSPCA regarding the myriad issues with racing dogs, suggests that not as much 'progress' has been made as you'd like...

So it was a bit of a moral dilemma when Long-Suffering Partner & I found ourselves at Wentworth Park in Sydney, for the weekly greyhound races... ostensibly for panning & tracking practice with our DSLRs - trying to get clear photos of dogs flashing past you at around 60km/h isn't easy - the night wasn't particularly well patronised by the viewing, or betting public, there were a lot of dogs 'scratched' from races for reasons unknown (hopefully because they'd been found unfit to participate & not then forced to run anyway...) & the overall atmosphere of the place was... well, there wasn't one. But the dogs looked healthy & a few of them were prancing excitedly as they were being led (on leashes) to the starting gates & we couldn't see any of the last placed dogs being taken away in unmarked vans, or across the road to the wholesale butchery (Not kidding - there's a big commercial meat supplier's office & warehouse almost directly opposite the track!!). And how is the industry to consider improving itself worthwhile if there's no money coming in. Not that we gave them much - $12 entry fee, then 2 cheap dinners & soft drinks & a $5 token bet where the money went straight to the TAB (Totalisator Agency Board - the betting agency conglomerate in Australia), rather than to the Greyhound Racing industry, though I'm sure they'll end up with some of it... barely enough for one serve of Puppy Chow

Anyway, here are some photos... you can see my panning technique improve race by race...


Fast Dogs 1 by Justin B. on 500px.com

'Worst' shot of the night, during the first race we were in position for... but I really like this one regardless


Fast Dogs 2 by Justin B. on 500px.com

Getting there - you can actually see some clear bits of dogs!!


Fast Dogs 3 by Justin B. on 500px.com

Best dog shot of the night - probably because they'd only just cleared the starting gate & hadn't reached top speed yet...


Best-tracked shot of the lot... & of course it has to be the 'electric rabbit' the dogs chase after. This was taken during its test run before the actual race... so again, probably not at full speed
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Random stuff from the last few days...

Do I have grounds to issue a 'Cease & Desist' order to my former employer, who is telling clients who ask for me, that I'm "on leave"? On leave?? I left that place a year ago... & there's no way on your god's green earth I'm ever going back!!

I don't understand what's so bad about telling people I don't work there any more... It's not like there's some kind of deathly stigma attached to it...

On a related note, my 2nd client I do measures & estimates for wanted me to work out a plan that had been sent to him from a client who turns out to be building a house in the next street over from WaitingManor. The initial plans were devoid of measurements & indication of scale, so couldn't be estimated. When I pointed this out, he arranged to have revised plans sent, which he then forwarded to me, so I could get them printed at A3 size then estimate it for him. I had a couple of issues with that: Firstly - I don't work for him, so why am I having to take time out of my day to go to Officeworks & get plans printed? Why can't he do it?!? It's his client after all... Secondly, why can't I just walk 'round the corner & measure the place? Apparently, he doesn't want to pay me for a site visit................. & so expects me to just print plans & estimate them for free................ Right.............

I think it's time he & I had a little chat about this - & about his pleading with me to work at his other store on weekends. I already do 5½ - 6 days a week, WHY would I then sacrifice my only time off to travel an hour+ to the north-western edge of town to stand around in a flooring showroom that's also full of rugs - my physical nemesis?!?! Long-Suffering Partner would never forgive me if I did that... & neither would my right shoulder... I place a pretty high price on my skills these days... & an even higher one on my endangered free time. In fact, the latter could be said to be priceless

L-SP & I are part of a group taking turns to feed a stray/street cat colony near a timber yard. We've been doing it for almost a year now & while the cats are eerily silent - no meows, no purrs, no yowling, no nothing, they've come to accept us & usually when we arrive on our allotted evenings, there's about 12-15 of them who are looking forward to, if not seeing us, then seeing the food we dish out at least. Over the last few weeks I noticed there was one male cat who was crowding right up against me when I ladle the food out of the cans, not-so-inadvertently getting himself a kind of pat/stroke by walking under my arm & hand. Last week, he finally consented to some actual petting & even swatted away another cat who saw this & wanted to get in on the action... Yesterday, he was back & consented to more pats & even let the other cat get some in as well. There was a 3rd cat who saw this & when I reached out to her, she came over, looked me right in the eyes & lashed out with her paw'n'claws, drawing blood just above my knuckle & below my wedding ring. Nice shot!! No hard feelings... well, not on my part anyway. She, on the other hand, continued to give me baleful glares the rest of the time we were there, as if to say "Keep your filthy human hands off my friends, or there'll be more where that came from Buster!". Didn't stop her eating any of the food I put out though, I noticed...

A quick trip tomorrow up the Central Coast to buy a Tongue Drum spotted on Gumtree - an Australian community sales site - by the other Pelican Daughter, who sent me the link. So... the musical menagerie I'm surrounded by in this little room where I'm typing, is about to gain a new member. Which reminds me - I need to replace the high G string on Huddie, my new 12 string, who's currently an 11 string, thanks to the recent humidity affecting his tuning & as I was remedying that, the extremely thin high G went Twwaanngzzxxccddzzzblblblpffft!! about a semitone shy of its proper note - somewhere around F# ish... Not altogether unexpected, nor uncommon, but a bit annoying because the only string gauge I didn't have amongst my spares was... well, you can guess

Bed...
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Today's candidate for anal insertion of a fully loaded & primed rocket launcher

Every day, I like the human race a little less. Some days less than others...
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... some son of a bitch would die - Bruce Cockburn

And today's target would be the poachers who shot & killed an extremely rare white giraffe & its calf in Kenya, then just left the bodies... prompting the question - "What did you kill them for?!?!?"

I'd like a Kenyan visa, a helicopter & the aforementioned rocket launcher please... I have some business to attend to
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