April 24, 2002
Winston's foster mom says Winston is very sweet and gets along with other
dogs and cats (although he does chase the cats for a game some times.) He is
being neutered this week and will then be ready for a new home. He is about
1.5 - 2 years old and weighs about 7 lbs. He is a black rough griff with
natural ears. No young children for this guy - he is just too small.
NOTE: Winston will not leave New Jersey for his new home. If you are
interested in him you must complete our Adoption Application and fill in references. We will do a home visit so please don't apply if we cannot come to your home. Contact Vicki with questions.
May 10, 2002
Winston has been adopted!
June 18, 2002
A letter from Winston:
Winston here. Finally settled in. It was rough going for a while.
My new Mom actually had me up on Petfinder.org and Griffon rescue
had me posted. Every time a new email would come in I would get
worried that I was going to have to move again. It hasn't been
an easy 1 1/2 yrs. Born in a puppy mill, shipped to a pet store,
purchased by "the first lady", resold again at 6 months to "the
second lady", lived for almost 1 yr with more animals than any
of you can imagine, which brings me to the present. I am not sure
what is in store for me, but at least I have sisters and a brother
who love me and although I have my own bed, I get to sleep in
"THE BIG BED".
From Winston's Foster Mom:
Vicki asked me to write something she could post on the website regarding
Winston. I have thought about it and am at a loss to explain how I ended up
with another dog.
I do rescue. I have fostered many animals and have been responsible
for placing too many dogs and cats to count. I have never had
more than 2 dogs at one time. My family consists of a 11 1/2 yr
old Rhodesian Ridgeback, 6 yr old Doberman Mix, and 2 cats 10
& 6 yrs old. Oh, and a wonderful husband who hates to admit he
lives with an animal "NUT".
When the call came in that we were removing a number of animals
from a collector's house, I said I would foster the Griffon. Didn't
even know what it was. Hadn't ever seen one in person. Was sure
that a relatively rare breed would be easy to place so I posted
him, told my husband I was bringing a little guy home for a few
days and told the girls at work the delivery was coming around
5 pm and they should all stay to see the new foster.
He came in a cat carrier. The former owner didn't even say good-bye
to him. When I asked what he ate she said "anything." I took the
carrier and went back upstairs to my office. I noticed the smell
in the elevator, by the time we got to my lobby everyone waiting
could smell him before they saw him. Not one-person even wanted
to pet him. I put him back in the carrier, drove with my windows
down, put him immediately in the sink, and tried to clean him
up. He looked like a mop. There were dread locks all over him.
He was very frightened but showed no aggression at all no matter
what we did to him. I called a local groomer, said I was rescue,
had a Brussels Griffon and could they groom him for me. By the
next Morning he was so bonded to me, that I couldn't leave his
sight without his getting really upset. The grooming didn't really
help as they kept him 5 hrs and when I picked him up he was very
upset. I had warned them he had never had a collar on and would
try to hang himself. I learned this the first night when I tried
to walk him. They didn't listen I guess, when I picked him up
they said I was right and when they put him in the noose he almost
He is not housebroken, but I didn't really think he would be
coming from the environment he was living in. My dogs seemed to
like him, even after he went after them for coming near his mother.
He was sure I was his mother by the next morning.
I held out and agitated over what to do. Should I place him
and make it home #3? Who would want an unhousebroken dog who was
so afraid of everything? To this day, if a paper falls off of
my desk anywhere near the doggie bed which he sleeps in next to
my feet, he is up and across the room. Don't even want to think
what has happened in his short life.
On the following Thursday, he was neutered and that Friday morning we left
for the "No Puppy Mill March in Harrisburg Pa." He is a wonderful traveler.
Won't leave my side and sleeps in the car no matter how long you are driving.
He was a hit at the Boston Terrier Rescue table we were at. Told everyone
he was a Puppy Mill Boston Terrier.
Winston's parents are in a Mill. I have tried to get Winston's papers so we
can find out who sold his parents into slavery. I am very sure if they are
not already dead they are still living in the horror we call The Puppy Mill.
Update: Winston has totally settled in. He insists upon being
taken to the park daily with his sisters and running around like
a big dog. He has bonded to my 6 yr. old Doberman mix and when
he isn't at my side he is at hers. My husband called me at work
and said that Winston was sitting up with his back to Curley's
shoulder and all he could think of when he looked at them was
the "Mike Hard Lemonade" Commercial where the guy has a small
head growing out of his shoulder.
I would truly like to thank you for all the help when I was thinking about
placing Winston. I now know he has been placed in his "Forever home" here.
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