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Carol Perkins: Dog sitting Winston, Part II

Maybe readers of the first installment can guess the decision Carol made after a trial week of dog-sitting a totally lovable bulldog for a week. You'll have to read the whole story to know: 1) Will she invite another permanent dog to be part of the family?, or, 2) Are her dog days over? Or can there be a surprise answer??? .Click on headline for the complete Part II, the final installment. Or is it?
Next earlier column: Carol Perkins: Dog sitting Winston. Part I

By Carol Perkins

-To continue with our dog sitter story, Guy didn't know the rules, so every time Winston went outside for any purpose, Guy gave him a treat. When Winston first jumped on the couch, we didn't scold him. We thought it cute that such a "rock" of a dog with legs no longer than his ears could jump that high. I put a blanket under him and he fell asleep, snored, and drooled. One time he jumped from the arm of the couch over to Guy's recliner, right into Guy's lap. Fifty pounds of solid dog in his lap was a sight to see. Guy patted him until Winston rooted Guy out of the chair. Fluffy had done the same thing.

We gave Winston all the water he wanted, which might have contributed to the end of the snorting. I think he was dehydrated. The first night we left him in the utility room and he went right to sleep. The second night he wanted to be where we were so he knocked down the gate and ended up sleeping on a beach towel beside our bed.

I had gone to bed earlier than Guy and had fallen asleep only to be awakened by something under the bed raising me up and down like a car jack. I yelled for Guy. "Winston is under the bed and obviously can't get out!" I had to get up so Guy could lift the bed for Winston's escape. His ball had gone under the bed and he went after it.

In his playing and his slobbering, my floors couldn't have been any dirtier. "What is this wet all under my chair?" Guy asked.


At the end of the week, I had grown more than attached to Winston, calling him Fluffy all seven days, but this experience reminded me of how much attention a dog requires. Winston followed me wherever I went. If he were next to either of us, his paw had to touch us or his head rest on our feet. I had to catch myself several times when he walked between my legs and stopped in front of me. Every time I opened the door, he thought he was to go out. The difference was that Winston did not run away the way Fluffy did.

When it was time to take Winston home, I loaded up his belongings and his new toys and put him in the front seat with me. He couldn't jump into the SUV, so I pushed from behind. He settled down while I petted him the entire trip and told him how much I was going to miss him, which was eighty percent true.

The night that Winston left, Guy got up to go to the bathroom. I must have been half asleep. "Is that Winston?" I asked.

"What are you talking about?"

"Never mind."

The next morning I told Guy about my dream. Winston and I were on a train and when the train stopped to pick up passengers, I took him off to potty. While he was doing his business, the train pulled away with my purse in my seat. I had no money, no ID, and no phone. Just Winston and me in the middle of nowhere.

"Did this week make you want a dog?" Guy asked.

I knew how much trouble keeping Winston had been, but I also liked how he made our house busy with activity.

"No, I think I'll just dogsit Winston." I didn't tell Guy that Asher was going to Boston in September. He would have rolled his eyes.

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