The Attempted Murder of Sir Winston Talbott

Soaking wet after Pet #1 let me walk into the jacuzzi!

The past week has been quite interesting, to say the least. I’m completely convinced that Pet #1 is planning my demise and I have sufficient evidence to back this theory up. We all know about the beef jerky incident, but it didn’t end there… What was supposed to be a fun weekend with my furry canine friends in the big city turned into a near death experience. Pet #1 and Auntie Em were watching my cousins swim, but this whole “swimming” thing was undiscovered territory for me. Although I was still on my leash, I walked right into the jacuzzi! My entire body was immediately engulfed in water and I had no idea what to do. Thank GOD my puppy instincts kicked in and I began to paddle my little legs. Pet #1 pulled me

Playing with Uncle Frances

out right away, but it could have easily just been for show. After all, there were several witnesses present. She let me enjoy the rest of our time in the “big city” with my buddies, but nearly 48 hours later, she was at it again. For reasons beyond my knowledge, Pet #1 decided it would be a good idea to clip my nails (which, mind you, are my only weapon of defense). She clipped one nail successfully; probably to make me feel at ease and safe in her arms before she attempted to take my life, yet again. I honestly didn’t even feel the second clip, but I certainly saw the aftermath of it. I couldn’t believe my tiny bug eyes! I was gushing blood out of my nail and I had no idea why because I hadn’t felt a thing (or at least that’s what I led her to believe since I didn’t even make a peep or show any signs of distress). Pet #1, on the

...After the nail finally stopped bleeding

other hand, reacted much differently. She began crying hysterically and clutching my little paw for dear life–definitely not the actions of a murderess. At that point, I realized that this was an accident and it probably hurt her more than it hurt me. But I’m still going to milk  this for all it’s worth! She’s been overly affectionate and very generous with the dog treats after this incident, and I would like to keep it that way.  I did, however, reap the ultimate revenge by bleeding all over her white shirt, so she probably won’t be trying any more funny business!

Easter Eggstravaganza

Hello, Winston Watchers! I have a sad, cautionary tale to share with you this evening. I just caught wind of some devastating news, however it does have a happy ending. I must begin by saying that I am in no way stereotyping the vicious pit bull breed. I am just shedding light on a sad situation that occurred today and hit a little too close to home. Anywho, onto the story. My baby brother, Bentley, was minding his own business today. He just moved into a new abode and is still getting to know his canine neighbors. While exchanging what was thought to be a friendly bum-sniffing hello, a pit bull attacked little peanut-sized Bentley! According to sources, the pit bull had his entire head in its’ mouth. And said pit bull’s pets claim that she terrorizes miniature dogs all the time, “but it’s ok because she never locks her jaw.” It’s ok?! Umm, no, it certainly is not ok to let your dog bully other dogs! I’m really peeved about this and I hope that the pit bull stops pulverizing tiny dogs. And for those wondering if Bentley made it out alive, he did! That Bentley sure is a scrappy fella! He definitely came out on top! That being said, I’m excited to see my friends this weekend for Easter! I sure do miss Abby, Skippy, Doodle, Frances, Pixie, and my beloved Bentley! Word on the street is the pets are going to do an Easter egg hunt just for the pups! And get this, they’re rumored to be filled with treats!! One can only hope this is true.