Winston came home with me on Saturday and made himself right at home.
He is quickly learning the routine of the house, where he sleeps,(in the kitchen), when chow time is and where to do his “business”.
I’ve discovered since his arrival that he may be deaf or maybe just got used to tuning out the chaos of his previous environment.
He’s trying to make friends with Cookie, my Basset hound, who’s is spending her time pouting about sharing.
Winston is a great little buddy.