Hi. They called me Mingos Chance and I raced for a living. Now I’m a 92 pound, 40 mile per hour couch potato. I could get used to retirement! When I first met my family, I didn’t know what toys were for. I didn’t know what treats tasted like. I didn’t know how to hold pigs ears and rawhide. I didn’t know how soft couches were. I didn’t know what stairs were and I certainly didn’t know how do go up and down them. I didn’t know what these fuzzy, little greyhounds were (my family calls them “kitties”). I didn’t know the little human they call Vincent gave such great hugs and scritches. I do now!
To read more about Chance, visit him on his mom’s site Laura’s World