March 22nd 2009 5:50 pm
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I had another great weekend. On Saturday I got to go on two nice walks with mom and dad. We went across the street and walked through a different neighborhood. There was also a wooded trail that we did. I met a nice collie mix and her owner. I also went to the pet store to buy food. Mom and dad bought me a cookie and a new squeaky toy. It looks like a hedgehog and is now a favorite of mine.
Today I went with mom and dad to daddy's skating club. Mom took me to the park again while daddy skated. Mom and I had an hour walk in the park. I did much better with the bicycles and joggers. Mom and I walked much farther than the first time. We went through a tunnel! It was a little scary at first, but I did fine. After the tunnel, mom saw a set of stairs. They were broad and flat steps and not too high. With a little encouragement, I climbed the stairs! There were about 10 steps in all. I didn't have any problem at all! On our way back, mom took me to the stairs again to see if I could walk down them. I did!! Mom was so happy!! Granted they were easy stairs, but I did it!! Mom was so proud of me! When we got home, we had some people come over. They were friends of mom and dad. They really liked me. One of them, Susan, came on my walk with mom. We went down the trail by the house. It was nice.
Mom says she wants to keep up with my diary on Dogster to document all the progress I am making in my recovery from the race track. Mom is very angry about how the racing industry treated me. She found out that they had injected me with steroids to keep me from going into heat while I was racing. They also fed me rotting meat and made me live in a tiny cage with only newspaper for bedding. Of course when I was at the track, it was the only life I knew. Now I know there is a wide wonderful world out there. I have come so far in such a short time. Mom says I am very smart. I like to learn and explore new things. I love my new life. I am happy now that mom and dad came to Seabrook that afternoon and found me. I am a lucky dog. Mom and dad tell me they are lucky humans. I hope Ben and Charlie (my cat brothers) feel lucky too! I'm not too sure they feel that way, but we get along OK.
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