I don't know why I haven't posted a blog about Winnie in so long. It's not like she doesn't do something amazingly cute every single day. I mean, seriously, something new every single day. She's all over my Instagram feed or you can search #whereswinnie.
I found these in my files and was compelled to post them here. Priceless.
And here's a sampling of my most recent Winnie favorites:
Have a very Winnie day!
xoxo
Showing posts with label dog love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dog love. Show all posts
Monday, March 7, 2016
Saturday, February 21, 2015
Wounded Winnie
Winnie is super sensitive (she takes after me) and when she eats anything besides her raw meat diet, she get's all sorts of allergies. She'll scratch her ears so much, I'm forced to do this:
I always feel so horrible putting on the cone of shame, but I found one made of fabric, so it's not as terrible. She still doesn't love it, but it's a much better alternative.
After a few days, she's usually back to her regular old self, crawling around and chewing on bones, and being way too cute.
Oh, Winnie.
Thursday, March 13, 2014
Wintertime Winnie vs. Springtime Winnie
I love this pic taken of Winnie on Christmas Eve in Denver. She's totally busting out of her jacket and not happy at all!
This pic was taken a few days ago in Santa Monica, where it's already spring. Winnie's much happier in warmer weather!
VS.
This pic was taken a few days ago in Santa Monica, where it's already spring. Winnie's much happier in warmer weather!
Saturday, June 29, 2013
Wiped out Winnie
This is Winnie's best friend, Kirby.
You might recognize him from previous photos and videos I've posted. We love Kirby. I might be slightly more obsessed with him than Winnie. She's more obsessed with stealing his bed.
This is usually how the end of the visit turns out.
Thursday, February 28, 2013
The Wiles of Winnie
This happened. And then my gifted photographer friend, Grace, from the amazingly brilliant Shine Pet Photos made this picture.
Saturday, May 26, 2012
Wild eyed Winnie & Frankie
We were sad when Major moved to Colorado (without our permission), but the good news is Boston Terriers tend to multiply. Kinda like gremlins. Only a sweeter. And cuter.
Winnie and I met up with Taryn and her new rescue Frankie.
Look at these well-behaved these little girls (of course there were treats involved):
Piggie Winnie got a little too excited and almost climbed over Frankie to get that treat:
Then they refused to sit for a treat, because why should such cute little faces have to do anything for anyone:
Taryn and I took our pups for a lovely afternoon stroll around Concert Park. We got to catch up while Frankie and Winnie got to pee on almost every blade of grass.
I'm so happy that Taryn and Frankie found each other--look at both of those smiles! This is true love:
Bostons tend to have that affect on people.
Winnie and I met up with Taryn and her new rescue Frankie.
Look at these well-behaved these little girls (of course there were treats involved):
Piggie Winnie got a little too excited and almost climbed over Frankie to get that treat:
Then they refused to sit for a treat, because why should such cute little faces have to do anything for anyone:
Taryn and I took our pups for a lovely afternoon stroll around Concert Park. We got to catch up while Frankie and Winnie got to pee on almost every blade of grass.
I'm so happy that Taryn and Frankie found each other--look at both of those smiles! This is true love:
Bostons tend to have that affect on people.
Monday, November 14, 2011
Worldly Winnie
This is a story about an amazingly gifted pet photographer named Grace Chon.
A few years ago I met Grace. She turned out to live up to her name and then some. Ever since she handed me her card with a little Boston Terrier face on it, I've been stalking her and her website: www.shinepetphotos.com
Did you go to the site yet? Do yourself a favor and check it out.
After Sadie and Quincy passed, I lost track of Grace until fate brought us together again while we were freelancing at the same company. Quincy had passed away a week before and I wasn't doing so well. In a daze I passed by one of the art director’s giant computer monitors and stopped short.
“Is that your Boston?” I squealed (I make weird noises when it comes to BTs).
“It’s Rose McGowan’s, I shot for a magazine,” the sweet art director smiled.
“Grace?”
“Simone?”
We hugged, and Grace got stuck listening to me talk about how much I missed my dogs. Her compassionate heart is beyond words. So loving.
Earlier this year when Peter and I adopted Winnie, I made a promise to have Grace take photos. I refused to miss out on the opportunity again. Turns out Winnie is a wonderful model. But the real kudos goes to Grace Chon and her incredible God-given gift. She captures the very essence of an animal's soul. It’s no wonder her photography graces so many magazines and homes.
A sampling of Miss Winnie Woo, interpreted by Grace Chon...
(there are so many stunning photos it's hard to make selects)
She's like the dog whisperer, only better:
She will go to any length to get the shot:
The experience was wonderful.
If you have a pet you love dearly, contact Grace. She will make sure you have something to hold and cherish forever.
Contact info: http://www.shinepetphotos.com/contact.html
Also, I'd like to note that Grace does a ton of work for rescues. Her photography has saved the lives of many abandoned dogs and cats.
Like this post, share it with your friends:
A few years ago I met Grace. She turned out to live up to her name and then some. Ever since she handed me her card with a little Boston Terrier face on it, I've been stalking her and her website: www.shinepetphotos.com
Did you go to the site yet? Do yourself a favor and check it out.
After Sadie and Quincy passed, I lost track of Grace until fate brought us together again while we were freelancing at the same company. Quincy had passed away a week before and I wasn't doing so well. In a daze I passed by one of the art director’s giant computer monitors and stopped short.
“Is that your Boston?” I squealed (I make weird noises when it comes to BTs).
“It’s Rose McGowan’s, I shot for a magazine,” the sweet art director smiled.
“Grace?”
“Simone?”
We hugged, and Grace got stuck listening to me talk about how much I missed my dogs. Her compassionate heart is beyond words. So loving.
Earlier this year when Peter and I adopted Winnie, I made a promise to have Grace take photos. I refused to miss out on the opportunity again. Turns out Winnie is a wonderful model. But the real kudos goes to Grace Chon and her incredible God-given gift. She captures the very essence of an animal's soul. It’s no wonder her photography graces so many magazines and homes.
A sampling of Miss Winnie Woo, interpreted by Grace Chon...
(there are so many stunning photos it's hard to make selects)
She's like the dog whisperer, only better:
She will go to any length to get the shot:
The experience was wonderful.
If you have a pet you love dearly, contact Grace. She will make sure you have something to hold and cherish forever.
Contact info: http://www.shinepetphotos.com/contact.html
Also, I'd like to note that Grace does a ton of work for rescues. Her photography has saved the lives of many abandoned dogs and cats.
Like this post, share it with your friends:
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Wonderous Winnie
I wrote this article for one of my favorite websites (http://bostonterriersrock.blogspot.com/), and wanted it to share it with you.
The epitome of grace
Boston Terriers have been captivating my heart since the mid 90s. I find them to be the most amazing creatures. Maybe it’s their wide jackal-like smiles, or their overly expressive eyes, or perhaps I’m fond of their quirky personalities, or their ability to do hilariously fearless acts. You get the point. I love Boston Terriers.
I had two Bostons for many years and they provided me with endless entertainment, unconditional love and tenderness. In 2008 I had to put my 11-year old Sadie down, and my heart broke into a million pieces. A year later I had to send off her 14-year old brother, Quincy. What was left of my soul evaporated, and I swore off dogs.
After year of grieving and healing, I was finally able to consider getting another dog, so I started doing research. I was hoping to rescue a Boston, but it seemed nearly impossible. The good thing is they’re so popular they get rescued quickly. I started talking to a breeder in Redding who would have puppies soon, but I had my heart set on getting a rescue.
I figured it wasn’t meant to be. A week later she emailed about a friend who was looking for a home for a 3-year old female. She forwarded me to JeanE's Boston Terriers (www.thewholedog.org). I perused the website and knew I was in the right place. How could I pass up anyone with a tagline that says: Naturally Reared For Health & Beauty since 1984. Also, the pictures were perfection.
Jeannie and I emailed for about month, she was extremely diligent in her screening process, wanting to ensure her dog would be going to a safe and healthy home. When she told me about the raw food diet I backed away. How could a vegan handle raw meat? But something kept bringing us back to each other. In the end, I decided raw meat couldn’t compete with a Boston Terrier’s love. When I received the photo of little Winnie wearing her “Good Citizens” ribbon, my heart grew fifteen sizes. It was love at first site.
We drove 6 hours from Los Angeles to Redding to pick up Winnie. After getting lost on the winding country roads, we finally found the location. I jumped out of the car and sprint-walked up to the house. From the porch a little black and white blur darted full-speed ahead right toward me, smiling ear to ear. Somehow this special little gal knew we would be together.
Winnie’s been in our home four months and every day gets better. She has taught me how to open my heart again. Her love is like the bright sun, lighting up our home and bringing so much laughter and joy. She is quite the character with a personality so huge, I started a website devoted to the adventures of Winnie.
I made a promise to only get future Bostons from Jeannie because Winnie is the most well-behaved, well-mannered, gentle, tender, intelligent, sweet, obedient, healthy and charming little dog I’ve ever come across. Jeannie’s website says they are dedicated to “producing healthy, sound dogs that are teachers, soulmates, bringers of daily joy, and dearest of companions.” And the proof is in the pudding, or rather, in Winnie.
The epitome of grace
Boston Terriers have been captivating my heart since the mid 90s. I find them to be the most amazing creatures. Maybe it’s their wide jackal-like smiles, or their overly expressive eyes, or perhaps I’m fond of their quirky personalities, or their ability to do hilariously fearless acts. You get the point. I love Boston Terriers.
I had two Bostons for many years and they provided me with endless entertainment, unconditional love and tenderness. In 2008 I had to put my 11-year old Sadie down, and my heart broke into a million pieces. A year later I had to send off her 14-year old brother, Quincy. What was left of my soul evaporated, and I swore off dogs.
After year of grieving and healing, I was finally able to consider getting another dog, so I started doing research. I was hoping to rescue a Boston, but it seemed nearly impossible. The good thing is they’re so popular they get rescued quickly. I started talking to a breeder in Redding who would have puppies soon, but I had my heart set on getting a rescue.
I figured it wasn’t meant to be. A week later she emailed about a friend who was looking for a home for a 3-year old female. She forwarded me to JeanE's Boston Terriers (www.thewholedog.org). I perused the website and knew I was in the right place. How could I pass up anyone with a tagline that says: Naturally Reared For Health & Beauty since 1984. Also, the pictures were perfection.
Jeannie and I emailed for about month, she was extremely diligent in her screening process, wanting to ensure her dog would be going to a safe and healthy home. When she told me about the raw food diet I backed away. How could a vegan handle raw meat? But something kept bringing us back to each other. In the end, I decided raw meat couldn’t compete with a Boston Terrier’s love. When I received the photo of little Winnie wearing her “Good Citizens” ribbon, my heart grew fifteen sizes. It was love at first site.
We drove 6 hours from Los Angeles to Redding to pick up Winnie. After getting lost on the winding country roads, we finally found the location. I jumped out of the car and sprint-walked up to the house. From the porch a little black and white blur darted full-speed ahead right toward me, smiling ear to ear. Somehow this special little gal knew we would be together.
Winnie’s been in our home four months and every day gets better. She has taught me how to open my heart again. Her love is like the bright sun, lighting up our home and bringing so much laughter and joy. She is quite the character with a personality so huge, I started a website devoted to the adventures of Winnie.
I made a promise to only get future Bostons from Jeannie because Winnie is the most well-behaved, well-mannered, gentle, tender, intelligent, sweet, obedient, healthy and charming little dog I’ve ever come across. Jeannie’s website says they are dedicated to “producing healthy, sound dogs that are teachers, soulmates, bringers of daily joy, and dearest of companions.” And the proof is in the pudding, or rather, in Winnie.
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