Winston Update

Well. The boy don’t like bathing:

It was a struggle getting him in the tub. Actually, it was a struggle getting him in the room. Whole lotta “Nope, nope nope….” Had to shove him by his butt. Should’ve had him go to the low-boy stall that I used to bathe Jethro.

Next time.

The adoption center said it would be a few weeks for him to warm up. It was a few hours that he got used to me. I think at dinner he realized he won the lottery. I give them a few slices of boiled chicken with their kibble.

But today, it happened:

That’s what I wanted to see. The two playing. They did that for a solid fifteen minutes.

He also chews stuff.

Caught him eating my hat. I may straighten it up, put it in the dishwasher, then go back to wearing it. He’s not horribly destructive. Seems to be a situational thing.

He’s a lot less clingy, and is starting to spend more time outside sunning himself, rolling in god-knows-what, and chasing squirrels with the girl.

I’ve even heard him bark once or twice.