I owned a dog called Sam the Man RIP, very well known lurcher. At around 4 months old I let my nephew take him for a walk around the village. Half an hour past and the lad comes running back saying a big gate has fallen on the dog. Anyway at the vets I got ask If I bought the dog for running? Erm yes I replied. "He will never run properly if at all, he's broke his pelvis". How f*****g wrong was the Vet! He Died at the age of eleven, and possibly the best dog i've ever owned, even raced at the local rag track against Greyhounds and Won 90% of the time. MRD.