Wednesday, November 14, 2012

One Handsome Pud

Winslow is the first handsome dog I ever had.  I have had some very lovable dogs over the years, all adorable and quite appealing in their own way, but none would have ever been called handsome.  I could say its about the breeding...Winslow does have a pedigree, but that can't be it.  Milford was a pure bred Rat terrier too, and had all the traits known to the breed, but handsome was not a word  one would ever use to describe him.  Winslow just has that "it" factor that the others did not have in the looks department.  But as the old saying goes, God gives with one hand and takes with the other.  Winslow is an undeniably handsome dog, but bold he is not.  Today I had to "talk him down" from a nervous fit at seeing me holding a pair of brown socks.  He had not seen them before and the novelty of me holding something other than the white socks I usually wear was working his nerves.  I tell myself its because he is highly intelligent, more observant and aware of his surroundings than the average dog, but I don't really believe it. He is smart, that much is true but as for the rest of it?  the plain truth is that he is a candy ass.  Even so, I love him rotten. 

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