Land of Lilliput, a doggy fantasy

Ok, so I think it is time to go over one more of my fantasies. We heard about the socks, the caniwulf (and we even got to watch more Vampire shows this weekend, which just reinforced that fantasy). I guess I probably have a lot of fantasies since I am kind of a dreamer dog, I spend most of my time on top of my kennel looking out the window thinking about how I am flying over them all and spot peeing on the people I don't like.

But my new fantasy is a Lilliputian one- and it all started because of the weird visual tricks that happen when dad walks down the stairs. Check it out- it looks like he has shrunk to just his head and I am as big as he is!!! Needless to say, I started freaking out and running around in circles and pawing at his head and licking him through the posts. I thought he really shrank it was really cool! I was a little disappointed when he came back up the stairs.

So now I want a world full of little people. I have noticed other little people at the park and elsewhere, and I always want to play with them or check them out, but their owners won't let them play with dogs, something about getting muddy... I don't know. I think mom and dad should get a little person for me to play with.

Winter Sadness

I know I made all these grand promises in my last blog, and I was fully planning on making good on them, and then I got sick...

Lets just call it the February of Puke... it was spew city at 20 Leckford road. Everything I ate came out, everything that came out I ate (although mom and dad put a stop to that pretty quickly). I was not and am still barely a happy puppy. I was shivering so bad that mom and dad made me a little lair (see above- and if you can't see me, see below). What a nasty ride. Mom got sick too, but its probably not the same thing, she blames me for eating so much poo and she thinks that it got me sick.
Anyway, I was holed up in my blankets for the past few weeks, so my bad about the blog writing. Rest assured that I am fine now, and no one was concerned enough to call the vets. Dad thinks it is just growing pains because he used to eat a lot and sleep a lot when he was growing bigger, he is probably right because I am still full of energy after I puke!

A New Year Puppy

Happy New Year everybody! I know it is now February, but I have been enjoying the semi-nice weather here in Oxford in January. Anyway, I think it is pretty close to the Chinese New Year, so that is New Years enough. I just wanted to let everyone know that we have a full schedule of Winston blogs to come up, with lots of neat pictures and exciting stories from Christmas, Christmas gifts, and the first month of the New Year, so everyone stay tuned!