I have only had my dog for about one week. But I love him already. I loved him the second I held him. How can you not love a beautiful, gentle creature without a home? He is just so precious to me. And he is totally different from my previous dog. Complete opposites. My Milo, was a true lap dog. Although, he was big for acting like a lap dog. He would sing with me and was extremley pushy. Well, he was very vocal in making his needs understood. My new dog, Winston, is gentle yet very active. Loves being outside and jumping onto my chest and knocking me over even though he is only 20 pounds. Also, he is extremely quiet. And I am blessed to have had such diverse dog experiences.
When I say that he is extremely quiet, I truly mean he is quiet. He has been with us a little over a week and he has yet to bark. Not one single bark. I am amazed and stunned by this. I used to love singing with my previous dog. We had such glorious duets. Well, to my ears and my ears only, I suppose. My new dog is different. I tried to coax him with a donut. Well, I wasn’t really going to give him a donut. But he doesn’t know that. I offfered him a donut if he would sing or even bark. Yet, not a peep. He just kept looking at me with those cute sad eyes and then proceeded to jump all over the place trying to get me take him out to the yard.
Here’ s the thing about Winston. He may not bark or sing, but he sure loves to smell the roses. I’m going to take that as him having a sunny disposition. Every hour he wants to heard outside and sniff, jump, and run.
He loves going up to the flowers in our yard and sniffing them and even lying around them. me, I’m allergic to a lot of things in life. Going to a botanical garden is similar to settting my lungs on fire.
This little guy truly loves it. And, I love him for it. He’s his own dog with a loving temperament. I am quite a lucky girl. I’ll just sing alone in the shower. I sounds quite fantastic there.