In her life, Charlene has met just three dogs.
The first was your basic big black dog. Charlene was barely six months old when they met and little Bean cornered her in the kitchen.
The second was a young, friendly Pitbull mix. Charlene kept a safe distance from this wiggly pup, but used her intense glare to clearly communicate that it was her domain.
This weekend she met Murray.
Murray is a mellow Greyhound. He's used to being around cats, he lives with two, so he didn't get the least bit excited when Charlene sauntered into the room.
Charlene was completely unaffected by his presence. She just looked at him, flopped on the floor and took a nap.
And that was that.