Sunday

Winston went in for a check up this morning and has a new pill that he will be taking. But I was so proud of how brave he was. He slowed at the doors, but only really balked at one -- when we were first entering the building. And he didn't really stop at that one, but went through v-e-r-y slowly.

He is doing well with crate training also. We make sure he spends some time in the crate when we are at home as well as when we are gone, so he just feels like it his own special place. Besides -- that is where his food is. But as you can see in today's picture, he also has his cover to lay on in the front room. Winston is going to make such a good buddy for someone.

Saturday

Winston has had a busy Saturday full of new experiences. He enjoyed his walk this morning, and then he had a break for awhile. He rode in the van with us to visit some friends at their new home, and then another ride later to the golf course to pick up my husband. On that trip we stopped off to visit some other friends. At this place we went inside and he got to be petted by several people. They live upstairs -- which was the one new experience that Winston totally balked at. Everything else he warmed up to in time -- but the stairs were just a no go. I finally carried him up. He did manage to come down them when we were leaving.
We're off for another ride here in minute. He has caught on already that he can expect to go with me when I am leaving -- funny boy. He goes straight to the door when he thinks I am headed out. He loves riding in the van -- although he is not sure about the jump up or down. He rides very quietly.

Our new friend Winston

Winston, a 3 month old pit bull, arrived at our home on Wed. Winston is staying with us for some socialization. He is very timid, and just needs to become comfortable meeting new situations and people confidently.

When Winston arrived Wed, he refused to leave his crate for hours. Taking him outside for a potty break was just tremendously overwhelmiing for him. He could barely get up the courage to stand and pee -- but just lay on the ground with his head between his paws extremely sad, lonely and terrified.

But by today, he is walking out of his crate when we open it -- although tentatively, and this morning he even mustered up the courage to step through the front door into the out doors. He no longer lays outside, but quickly does his business and then sniffs about and does a small version of the pit bull twist and wiggle pounce. If you have ever seen a happy pit bull, you know what I mean.

Winston even went for a walk with me this morning, all the way down to the park, and around it. I stopped in at my credit union, and they invited him in, but that was just one doorway too many for him. We'll stop and visit them next Monday.