This afternoon, we walked past the Greyhound Hall of Fame. My bio Daddy was not happy. He started barking and running in front of the window. He was not happy that I was on his property. It's not like I was coming asking for money or anything. Sheesh! Mama just wanted to have our photo taken in front of the sign. The Hall of Fame lady put him in the back room and came out to meet me since I was one of his sons. We told her that we didn't want to upset him. She said he carries on like that when any dog walks past the Hall of Fame. He is like a real watch dog. We are not like that at all. We don't bark. A burglar would have to trip over us to get hurt.
Mama and Daddy went to a greyhound farm today. They saw puppies. They came home smelling like them. They did buy us some good treats at the event, so that was good. Also, Mama brought us home part of her hamburger from dinner, so we guess we will forgive her.
Jack,
Whose bio Daddy doesn't want him around
