Honoring Winifred
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Winifred was the best dog I think I ever owned. She was obnoxious, a barker, a bee catcher, a lizard hunter, a simple dog, sometimes decided she was going to take on a big dog, but she was the best with all people and kids. In fact, she was an escape artist to go see her favorite people. She was a digger, and would find any hole to get through the fence just to go see the kids and people. Oh, and she LOVED cats. Winnie never really understood why cats didn't like her. My sister got Winifred in Florida under the pretense that was she was an entirely different breed than she was. She was a Chihuahua/ Pomeranian/ and some American Eskimo. Most people hear those breeds and assume that they're just ankle biters for anything. She only did that with some dogs, but for the most part, no one was a stranger. Winnie would gladly let a burglar in if it meant she got belly rubs and a treat. She also had no problems walking into other people's houses and making herself comfortable. P