Retirement Is Wonderful!

Man oh man.  Where do I start… Well, first off, my name's Thrash.  And second,  some guy told me I needed to write an update on how I’m doing so far this week.   He said It's going to be posted on the internet.  Whatever that is.  Well here goes...  Update number one.  Send HELP!  I thought I was retiring.  At least that’s what they told me at the track! I do believe I was duped.  It feels as though I’ve been enlisted into some kind of Canine Correctional Camp!   On the day of my supposed retirement, they put me into this big metal box on wheels.  We drove for what seemed to be hours and then finally arrived at our destination.  Second Chance Greyhounds Academy!    I got a bath, towel dried off, ears cleaned, nails trimmed, checked for fleas and ticks and got weighed. I have to admit, I actually enjoyed it.

I have this human that is like my butler.  He brings me food twice a day and feeds it to me.  I don’t even have to get out of my bed.  Come to think of it, he actually wants me to stay in my bed) (kennel).  He always seems to know when I need to use the bathroom and accompanies me outside to clean up after me.   A butler that cooks and cleans for me.  It can't get better than that!

My butler (trainer) said I’m going to be here about 10 weeks and that I’m going to learn stuff in the meantime.  He says I’m a smart boy and I'm great on the leash.  I don’t think he realizes I’m just keeping him close in case I need anything, like a treat or a nice belly rub.  It’s a pretty sweet set up.  I’ll have to tell you all about it.  For now… Thrash over-n-out