me well; in fact, people

Pandora Beads Charms My name is Winston due to my grandmother having lived in Britain during World War II. I have melting brown eyes and silvery blond hair and am tall and well built. I live with my family in an upper-crust neighborhood. When they adopted me, they thought I was going to be average in height and build. They became anxious when my feet grew huge, but they had already fallen in love with me and did not have the heart to send me back. The first thing I did in my new home was to chase the cat, Oscar, a good-for-nothing, sit-on-the-windowsill-basking-in-the-sun type. I chased him downstairs and he took up quarters on top of the freezer. I never did like cats. The next thing was to proclaim myself boss of the family. My mother was a single mom with two daughters, and my job was to look after them.

Pandora Charms OnlineI would tell them what to do -- not the other way around -- and they soon became my adoring slaves, especially Mom. My sisters were in a kind of love/hate relationship with me, which really annoyed me as I was always affectionate. When they felt like it they paid me attention, and when they were busy they yelled at me. Another thing I don't like is that when my sisters bring out their soft toys, I bring mine out from my toy box, but they will not let me join in their games. And then there is my ball: Mom will play with me by throwing it, but never outside. They tell me to go out and play, but there is nobody to play with, so I kick the door until they let me in. Why should I go out and play by myself when they don't have to?

Pandora Charms for braceletsAnother of my banes is that they will not let me eat at the table. I sit there and watch them at mealtime, and they ignore me. I used to go into the kitchen and help Mom cook and would taste the meat on the counter (I am really tall) and the whole family would panic and chase me around the house. Well, serves them right. They should let me eat at the table instead of my having to get my dinner off the kitchen counter. Undignified! Mom hung sleigh bells on the back door, so that when I want to go outside I ring the bells. When I am hungry I ring the bells, and they come running, thinking I want to go out, but I just stand there, and they get me some food. Being the man of the house, I keep a close watch on the front door. Pandora Earrings

When the mailman comes around I really go off my rocker -- I leap to the front door, and he just will not open that door and give me the mail. I want to take Mom's mail to her, but the mailman does not trust me. And then there is Granma. Well! Granma does not care for me, maybe because I am adopted and not a blood relative. But, being of a very affectionate nature, I am all over Gran when she comes over, and she always says "Go away!" To Winston! She does not know who she is dealing with. My biological parents were both champions who won trophies in shows, but, because of my silvery coloring, I don't qualify. Sometimes they treat me like a dog! But I still love them and will do anything for them, and will still watch over them and keep strangers away from the house. I am the best friend they have; you'd think they would appreciate me more. Well, Mom treats me well; in fact, people say she spoils me, but it is my sisters and Gran who treat me like a dog. Pandora Earrings Silver

But, on the whole, my family is very good to me, giving me Christmas gifts and special treats, and letting me put my huge feet on the chairs and sleep. I have a comfy bed in Mom's bedroom. No, I am not a mama's boy, I am there to watch over her. When she goes to work I watch the house and chase Oscar down to the basement if he ever dares to show his face. I know when my sisters come home from school, and I know when Mom is coming home from work. I wait and wait at the top of the stairs for her and jump all over her, kissing her and hugging her. She is really my best friend. I love Mom! Pandora Necklace

Par liandongmei2 le samedi 25 juin 2011

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