Hello friends, Sam Hunt here. And today I joined rescue.
In the town I lived I was like a famous bulldog. I wandered around town—a lot! I was no stranger to animal control. I went to the shelter all the time. I wandered around town; they would see me and give me a lift to the shelter. Everyone at the shelter knew my name. And no one was surprised when they saw me coming thru the door. Shelter life was good for me. It was air-conditioned, 2 meals a day, play time and all the workers loved me.
I don’t know why I kept leaving home, but one day I think my family got tired of me escaping and they tied me up. I know that because I have rope burns around my neck. But guess what I did? I chewed the rope in two and headed out again. This time when animal control picked me up, I had half a rope with me. That’s how they knew my family had tied me up. But all good things must come to an end and the last time of me wandering was it for me. My family was going to be fined, so they just left me at the shelter, so I could find another family.
So, it’s all good. I joined rescue. They love me, and I will find a family where I don’t have to live outside.
My days of digging under a fence are over, or so I have been told. And like the other Sam Hunt that sings “House Party” before you know it, I will have a house and we will have a party! My name is Sam Hunt and I am 2 years old.
