I had finally persuaded my husband that we needed a second dog. We already had a wonderful Staffordshire terrier, Duke, and a black short-haired cat, Miles, but I felt it was time to add to the family. We decided that a rescue dog was the path we wanted to take, and so the search began. We had always had a greyhound in the back of our minds, and when Parker popped up in a search, I was immediately taken in by the story of his broken leg and long recovery.