Life with Winston

As it turns out, Winston’s a grazer. He’ll nibble. Stop. Walk around. Gobble. Stop. Walk around. Go chew a toy in the other room. Come back and graze.

A grazer. I’ve never had one before.

“What’s a grazer?”

Oh! Winston! Geez. You scared me little man.

“Like when I come up behind you and put my nose on your leg?”

Yes. Exactly. You scare me a lot. When I don’t know you’re there. Hey, you’re also good at tripping me up.

“What’s tripping? What does that mean?”

That’s when you get under my feet. And I don’t know you’re there and I almost take a fall to avoid stepping on you. Like I did the other day and almost broke my arm.

“You mean like this…..?”

YIKES!!!!!!!  Whoaaaa there little fella! STOP IT!

“But I like your feet. Especially when you’re wearing those things. What are they?”

You mean shoes? They cover my feet. To keep them clean. To protect them. And sometimes, to help make your Peepstress look flawless. A good shoe is hard to come by.

“What’s a Peepstress?”

There you have it: life with Winston. The grazer. The tripper-upper. The foot biter. The puppy.

Life is good.

I don’t know how I’m going to explain what a Peepstress is.

At the back door

 

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Winston welcomes you to The Scottie Chronicles - a dog blog that began in 2009 as a voice for Stuart, a more than memorable black, brindle and white Scottish Terrier who captured hearts around the world. Stuart passed suddenly in December 2015 from cardiac hemangiosarcoma, a nasty cancer that took him far too early. He would have been 11 years old in March 2017. The Scottie Chronicles is dedicated to Stuart and the joy he shared with everyone who met him or saw him from afar. If you love Scotties, please follow along. Arroooo!
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15 Responses to Life with Winston

  1. Anonymous says:

    It is a Mom who loves you unconditionally!!

  2. Princess Leah xxx says:

    Hehe, keep it up dear Winston, I’m still doing The tripper-upper. The foot biter. Never grazed though always scoffed and a Peepstress, well she’s that very special peep who realised what a pawsome fella you are!
    Loves and licky kisses
    Princess Leah xxx

  3. theguster says:

    I share your pain…in your toes, feet or any other bodily part at risk of being broken when trying not to step on the pup who is always underfoot! However, Finley is not a grazer – he would eat the leg off a table non-stop as McDuff and Gus would’ve if I’d let them! Oddly enough, he doesn’t beg for food…yet!

    Yes, life is good and a real challenge with a puppy at this age, but so worth it!

  4. Banks and Sherlock says:

    Yea Winston! You are a Champ! Don’t you just love those feet? I know I do. Hey, I also ALWAYS notice when they look different. I guess it’s those shoe thingys your Mama (Peepstress) is talking about. They seem to change often.

    I am so glad you are in my hood. Time to come play with me and brother Banks.

    Arrrooo
    Sherlock and Banks

  5. rjkeyedup says:

    Everything is too new and interesting to just eat…. that’s why grazing is more fun. BTW just pick him up, cuddle him, and tell him that his mommy loves him very much!!!
    With lots of kisses… he’ll learn who Peeptress is soon enough.

  6. Sharon Nowfel says:

    Sounds e he is fitting in, doing all those puppy things! Love it.

  7. macjenn says:

    A Peepstress is one of the two humans who love you the most in the whole wide world, Winston.

  8. Kismet says:

    He has both a shoe fetish AND a foot fetish? You need to fly around the room instead of walk. That’s what any bird would do.

  9. nordhuesn says:

    Peepstress: noun peep.stress \ ˈpēp ,ˈstres
    : of, relating to, or characteristic of feminine peep>
    : caring human biped, especially toward canine species, but also shows same tendency toward other creatures. >The Peepstress loves Winston and gives him a safe, loving home.<

    Our house will need to look up the definition of "grazer" as we do not know what that means. We know the word "gulp", not graze.

  10. he will know it soon… and he will love the word and the pawson behind that word… I’m sure ;O)

  11. Mr. H. says:

    Arroooooo!! I am a ‘grazer’ too! Sometimes the humans just need to feel assured that we are right there with them. =P

  12. corkscot says:

    I can’t relate at all. it might be because I have multiples. Put the food down and get out of the way.

  13. Piper macT says:

    Definitely not a grazer here, after inhaling something over the weekend and running at both ends, the vet at the emergency practice said,” She’s a bit of a vacuum cleaner, isn’t she?” Dad said, ” Yeah, we should have named her Dyson…”

  14. Our hearts are so full of happiness for you guys! *ear licks*

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