My buddy JJ. He was never called by his racing name, even by his trainers. Such a wonderful boy. Like greys everywhere, he loves everyone and is a wonderful ambassador for ex racers. JJ brings a lot of questions and from most “poor thing, was he abused as a racer?” You see my ex-athlete laid down to sleep one night, just after he retired, on a brown recluse spider. He has big scars on his leg, which is why you don’t see pictures of his right rear. The folks at his racing kennel took him right away to the doc when they discovered his injury and the docs there saved his life so he could find me a few months later at GAP of NE Florida. This goes contrary to what the anti-racing folks would have you think. He wasn’t tossed aside. In a way his scar helps to engage people and I can tell them how grateful I am to have an ex-racer. I tell them about his experience when he goes back to the track as well as how my first grey and my daughters greys were so happy, after they retired, when they saw their former trainers. Thanks everyone for letting a grey (or two or three) find you! JJ loves the Bus rides. On the way to get his nails trimmed a couple days ago in St Augustine. I’m partial but I think an old VW Bus makes the best “Greyhound Bus”
Mitch Mentor
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