Winston the whirling dervish

From Dec. 31, 2007

I keep having nightmares where the hind end of something collapses, as is happening to Winston. For example, I dreamed of a car whose rear tires were both flat.

He still loves to go for a walk. He used to dance in circles when we got out the leash. Now he leaves his butt on the floor and spins around! He's like a whirling dervish. It gives new meaning to the phrase, “Drag your butt over here.”

At least Winston is back to barking at the mailman.