Winston

So since Bebe is not acclimating to Winston I've been flipping out worrying about him. The thought of giving him up upsets the hell out of me, I adore him to death. So I called a breeder to see if she knew of someone who might foster the old boy for the three months until I move. Sure enough, I was referred to a woman named Lisa who is willing to take him if my other option doesn't pan out. Cool. What a relief.