my life as a gyllenhammer [a.k.a. the good life].

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hi guys, it’s me, winston! life’s been pretty good over here in the villa. my favorites: daddy. mommy. pugly. pink dog [my girlfriend]. nights when I sleep with my head on the pillow, and mommy cuddles me. leftover corn chowder. bowls that ice cream was in. walks. air head popsicles. my safe place under the bed [crates are for fatties]. CHICKEN. I LOVE CHICKEN. chewing the drawstring of mom’s favorite sweatshirt. puppy naps. pooping on persian rugs at garage sales [mom said they were expensive, so you know, I had to give it a try]. fuzz [especially from the dryer, but also the dust balls I find on the patio… I don’t discriminate].

that’s all for now. more later,

winston gyllenhammer

you want somma this?


“Mom likes to call me ‘the little guy.’ So I’m here on the blog to set things straight. I may be little, and yes, I do hide under pillows on the bed when dad decides to vacuum (have you heard that thing? it’s scary!!), but I’m a big kid now. One time, I barked at my cousin Clyde so ferociously that I propelled myself backwards. That was a rookie mistake. I’ve learned to take more initiative with my bark and hold my ground. I now bark at big dogs, little dogs, and ducks (just in case). My motto: no fear. And if that doesn’t work, I’ve perfected this face. I think it says, ‘Don’t mess.’ Talk to my toy turtle if you think I’m kidding… he doesn’t have any stuffing left, and I’m still not done with him.

Well, that’s all for now. I’ll be back later.

Winston Gyllenhammer (p.s. Grandpa thinks it’s funny that I have a last name, but I’m practically a person, so it’s ok).”