My Day at the Track

The GAP christmas party was on the other weekend at the Capalaba Race Track. I LOVE the race track. Whenever I get there I get really excited because there is a lure to chase and I get to stretch out my lovely long legs and go for a run (that's what I assume anyway). I soon found out however that's not what happens at the christmas party

For one thing, the lure doesn't get used, I mean really, what's the point of being at a race track when they don't work the lure. And another thing, if the greys ran on the track, they had their owners hanging of their lead, well really, have you ever heard of a human keeping up with one of us, not likely.

My mum 'supposedly' has a bad knee and I have a touch of arthritis and they were the excuses she used so I didn't even get to have a little run, she can be so mean sometimes. I mean, look at me, this is obviously someone who wants to run. I spent the whole day dragging my mum towards the fence and putting my ears up and jumping at my lead so you think she could have been a little nicer, but no.

I guess it was nice to catch up with my old foster carer and some of my other friends, I'll live in the hope that next year I can convince mum to run with me.