I howl therefore, I am

There are many reasons why I wanted to make my howl heard on the world wide web.  It's never been a question of fame or fortune but to put a smile on people's faces.  I get lots of looks whenever I go outside with my family.  It's understandable.  I am different.  I also know that my unique looks allow me to strike up a chat with people that wouldn't ordinarily come up to me.  It's ususally me that breaks the ice though.   People can't resist my doggie charm. I even had one lady say hello to me yesterday even though she said she was very afraid of dogs. Imagine that!  Isn't that great!  That felt awesome to know that I helped her with her fear.   Being afraid can hold you back from having a good time.  That's a shame.  Truth be told, I was terrified of my wheels at first. I don't trust anything that can move on its own ( like the vacuum....yuck).   Once I overcame that fear however, my world got 100 times better.  I was able to do lots more stuff like walks with my mom, sniffing grass, and peeing on things that needed it.   

I guess I am excited to know that this blog might end up helping a person or a fellow canine in some way.  I have lots more to say and I will continue this blog until the day that the Big Guy in the sky says I have to come home.  

Take care of yourselves,

Winston

p.s. Mom and I  are trying to get a video on here soon  of yours truly.   I would do it myself, but I don't have opposable thumbs.

Basset hound in a wheelchair

Since yesterday was all about me talking about my story of how I became such a special dog with special needs, I thought today would be a good time to show you what my wheels look like.  They are pretty terrific.  I try to take them for a spin as often as I can.  Lately, it's been raining cats and dogs out so I've had to stay inside.  Hopefully, this weekend will be a lot nicer.  Wishful thinking but I am all about being positive.

I am howling at my mom in this photo.  She wanted me to go in the backyard after my walk with my buddy Ben, but I didn't want to.  I protest a lot when I don't get my way. I don't mean to put up a fuss, but I am very stubborn.  I think that it comes from my dad's side of the family.  Well, enough about that.  What do you think of my wheels?  I like them.  I finally got the hang of it.  I can even back up and change direction now when I have them on. It's pretty awesome.

Well, I have to go.  My mom is about ready to go to work.  Take care everyone.

Love, Winston.