Dear adopters,
Samson (AKA Crunch) here. Well, today was WEIRD. I was told I was retiring, and I was like why? I'm only 2! I've never even had much of a chance to race. I know why - they don't want me to race because I would win everything they had.
Well, after they gave me the news of my imminent retirement, they put me in this truck with some of my friends and took us to a place where I got a bath, had my ears cleaned, and nails trimmed. After that, this man started calling me Samson. I was unsure at first what it meant until he told me that it means that I'm strong (and I DO have a beautiful coat...), so yes, I think I can go along with that. But now I'm trying to figure out why they lied to me! I thought I was retiring so I could lay around all day, go to the lake, find a girlfriend, buy a nice house on a farm... you know, old people stuff! Well, now I guess that's not gonna happen until 10 weeks from now. In the meantime, I'll learn why I'm here. 10 weeks won't kill me - but dang it, I want my retirement! My trainer mentioned something to me about going to a loving home in a few months... that's what I'm counting on. Don't let me down forever family.