This morning I thought it would be a great idea to go for a run. Dad left me home this morning when he went for the gym, usually this is our park time, so I was already ticked off at him.
When I heard his car coming into the driveway I knew it was time to put my plan into action. I waited by the door and as soon as he opened it I bolted out, took a quick left and jumped off the deck. I knew that if I slowed down Dad would catch me, so I kept on trucking right into the field next door, and hid under a giant spruce tree. By the time Dad got around the corner I was completely incognito. Somehow Dad knew where I was though, and I saw him bend down and pick something up. He yelled “Heeere Winnie, look!”. I tried so hard not to look, but he knew my weakness…what if he had a bone, or a giant six foot stick for me to grab? I knew it might be a trick, but I couldn’t resist. I figured if I ran up to him fast enough to see what he had that he would not be able to catch me, and I was right!
I did a quick pass one way and saw that it was indeed a stick that he had, not a six-footer, but it looked amazing! I quickly whipped around and sat at Dad’s feet…he threw the stick in the air about four feet total, and quickly grabbed me..I had been outsmarted by my own curiosity…not the first or last time I am sure.
The run was just what I needed, but there was one thing I forgot to consider. It is allergy season. The field and I don’t really agree during allergy season, and Dad told me that my eyes were really red now. I don’t see it, but here is a quick selfie I took after the run…was it worth it you ask? Absolutely!
My name is Matt, and as Winston pointed out in his intro post, I am his Dad, and we live in Prince Edward Island on Canada’s East coast. I am 28 years old, and married to my best friend, my beautiful wife Daniele. We were married two years ago in Ocho Rios, Jamaica.
My portion of this blog will reflect some of my interests, including books, news, video games, woodworking, the Vancouver Canucks, Toronto Blue Jays, and just life in general.
I hope you all enjoy both portions of the blog.
Welcome to the World According to me, Winston the English Bulldog. This blog will feature commentary about virtually anything and everything in the world, through the eyes of both, me, as well as his owner Matt, who is a 28 year old husband, and is my Dad.
A bit about me. Almost three years ago Matt and his soon to be wife were faced with the predicament of being evicted from their rental home due to the home being sold. They decided that the time was right to expand their family. They tell me that they had always wanted an English Bulldog because they had dog-sat a girl named Lina in the past, and had fallen in love with her charming personality.
As luck would have it, they searched and we able to find me, a short 5 hour drive from their home, in Nigadoo, New Brunswick. When the first met me, I was just born 3 weeks ago, but my story is already very unique. My Doggie Mom, although she loved me very much, was unable to properly care for me, as she had hurt some of my brothers and sisters in the past, entirely by accident. As a result of this, I was placed with a surrogate Doggie Mom named Annie, and even though we were English Bulldogs and she was a Poodle, she took my brother and I in as her own with her litter of Labradoodles. When I turned 8 weeks old, Matt and my Mom came to pick me up, and the rest, as they say is history!
Some of the things I like to do now that I am grown up include going to the dog park here on PEI, going for car rides and taking in the sights with Matt, and maybe most of all eating and sleeping.
I can hardly wait to see what adventures me and Dad will post on this blog!