Say hello to Archie, a gorgeous black greyhound with white flecks, who strolled into our lives out of the blue a couple of months ago. Following a bit of detective work, we found out he was a racer who was retired in February, and the family he initially went to - how can I put this - lost interest. The extraordinary thing is, we'd been talking about getting a greyhound for ages, so in many ways we feel like he found us. He now spends his days lying on a pile of duvets next to my desk, and on the rare occasions he's on his feet he puts up with being my photographic muse...