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Carol Perkins: Dog sitting Winston. Part I
Carol Perkins experiments to see whether another dog be a permanent member of the family. She's started a series on her experience baby-sitting Winston, their friends bulldog, while Winston's owner was in New York. they'll know, she thinks, whether their sacred vow never to adopt another of Fluffy's kind was the right one.Click on headline for the complete part one and a portrait of Winston
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By Carol Perkins
A few years after the death of my dog Fluffy thoughts of another dog came over me from time to time. "You don't need a dog," my husband said. That is what he thought the first time I declared my intentions. "Remember how much trouble having a house dog is?" He also remembered the heartache from losing him.
How could I forget? Fluffy consumed our life. Under my feet, under Guy's chair, sitting on the back of the couch and barking at all creatures he could not reach. That bark was like no other. A deaf man would leap from his chair if he had an ounce of hearing even in one ear. Fluffy's lack of good behavior and his determination to hike his leg on the edge of any door frame kept us constantly yelling, "Don't wet on the floor!" He gave us not one bit of respect, yet we loved him as if he were the third child.
Did I want to go through ten more years or longer of the aggravation Fluffy brought to us? On the other hand, did I want to be loved the way Fluffy loved me and remained devoted to me even with the final look when perhaps he knew what was ahead? Yes, I thought I was ready. A dog gives unconditional love, and I thought Guy and I both needed a pet to help us live longer.
Before I jumped the gun and drove just down the highway to our local animal shelter, my college age nephew called asking for a favor. "Will you dog sit Winston (his bulldog) while I am gone to New York?" I knew he had plans to go visit his girlfriend's family. I mentioned this to Guy.
"What do you think about dog sitting for Asher while he goes to New York?"
"Is that something you want to do?"
Winston is a full-blooded English bulldog. I had not seen him since he was a baby. I was in for an awakening!
"I think keeping him will let me know if I'm ready or not for another dog."
Asher opened the back of his SUV and out jumped the ugliest dog I had ever seen. He was so ugly he was cute. "He is house broken and if you take him out three or four times a day that's all you need. Be sure to give him a treat after he poops. He does that morning and evening."
Winston sounded as if he was suffering from COPD. "Why is he breathing so hard?"
"His breed does that. He will quit once he gets used to you. Don't worry if he doesn't eat much, and I don't let him have a whole lot of water because he doesn't know when to stop." I thought that a strange statement. He'll stop when he stops.
"I put him in the utility room at night with this baby gate and he'll sleep all night. You won't know he's around. He knows not to get on the furniture, either."
This dog had to be perfect. Other than his slobbers and the fact I never got a good look at his face, he was gentle and obedient.
Asher left and Guy and I began getting acquainted with Winston. For a few hours, his groaning and moaning and snorting reminded us of a pig. He was just about the size of an average pig and snorted his way through the next twenty-four hours. Then he leveled off. We were not sure how much snorting we could tolerate.
(Part II next week)
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