Winston arrived in a
box of hay on a cold January day of 1982. He was only two weeks old and
the runt of his litter, and his eyes were not
even open yet. His mother had passed away, and he had to be bottle-fed around
the clock. He was already determined to get out of that box, even though his
eyes were still closed, he quickly succeeded. This gave an inclination
of what the future held!
As he got older, Winston
routinely rearranged the interior of the house, digging items out of the
wastebaskets, and chewing up everything in sight. He loved to eat and
had a knack to change the channel on the television with the
remote control. He was very independent and he established himself head of the
household. Winston loved the holidays of Thanksgiving and Christmas. Not
only did he have his fans, but he had won many hearts over!
He enjoyed going for rides
in Darren's truck and Camaros. He liked jumping on the pool table and
playing with the balls and he loved listening to rock and roll music. He
only had one speed and that was fast! Winston lived life to the fullest
and had an unforgettable personality. Although he came in this life as
the runt of his litter, he emerged and became larger than life! He lived to be 16 memorable
years young. He is deeply missed and will never be forgotten. The Poem Winston, Tail of a Whippet
and many of the other whippet poems are based on
events in his life.