Wow when I read some of the old blog comments I wanted to either wag my tail or bark back at people. Some comments are postive others are down right nasty ! The way my eyes see it, I’m 8 years old, had a GREAT racing career, { not that I’m bragging } wol..= {woof out loud}. I retired from racing and went on to being a Mom. When I finally came up for adoption one of my past kennel workers adopted me ! Now I’m living large ! I have my own doghouse and a new buddy named Max. We shared a large fenced in dogpen with plently of sand and room to move. We both get to share the big house the Human’s live in. Nice huh… Oh did I tell you that I took a dip in the built in pool….{I don’t think I want to go in there again!}. My human friends are showing me how to go up and down stairs and how to walk on Tile floors. I’m glad these humans know that I’ve never experienced these triva everyday things most dogs know. What really makes me happy is they never look at me as an abused retired racer…they know my fears are real to me because like a newborn pup…this is all new to me. I’ll keep posting my progress as the days go by……
