Hello everybody! It's Winston here – one year old Winston – that is! I had my first birthday last week. I didn't really notice much of difference to be honest, except mom and dad made me wear this stupid paper cone thing on my head. I kept swatting it off, but they insisted that I keep it on. On the bright side, I did get this really yummy pink cookie looking thing. Mom picked it out of those dreamy looking treat bins they have at Petco. I've always dreamed of having one of those delicious morsels, but mom and dad are sticklers when it comes to doggy food. They have no idea that I sneak all sorts of tasty things off the floor. It's their fault for dropping it!
So apparently I'm older now? Whatever that means... I still feel young, free, and full of energy. I seriously just want to run figure eights around the couch all day long. I wish dad would take me to the Puppy Lounge. I love it there. Four hours of straight wrestling with friends? You'd love it too! Maybe dad will take me to the lounge for a late birthday present. Will you put in a good word for me?
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