All Betta...

Well today is exactly 11 days from my life changing surgery, recuperation went well.. still jumped and ran around, they tried to keep my quiet, but failed miserably. I still want to hump stuff. Still sleep in the bedroom with the folks, which I really like, 'cause after Dad gets up in crawl in bed with Mom.

Yesterday, Dad was at work and Mom had to take a shower, I could not settle down and kept stealing things so she put me in my crate. When I was in there the oil burner went on and I nearly peed myself, started howling.. mom ran over and let me out. Did not like that.

It is Sunday, that means a new marrow bone for the Pats game..I don't mind football.

There is a new thing around my neck and if I hit the "red zone" and cannot calm down, then I feel a tingly thing around my neck. Not sure what all this is about, but I usually comply and get cookies, they pet me and tell me what a good dog I am. Mom and Dad say I am doing better and behaving better. Christmas is coming, not sure what that is all about, but so far sure smells good..

Crazy eyes.. or now the Pats are 14-0

Mom really likes this picture, because she thinks it shows how crazy I really can be sometimes.. I like this picture, because they gave the stocking instead of having to steal it. Well folks, us Pats fans are now 14-0 and taking it one game at a time.. I can always tell it is Sunday or game time because dad wears his, "Belichick University T-Shirt", his BB hoodie and same grey hat with the NE Patriots on the front, mom wears her Patriots Sweatshirt.. I pretty much wear the same thing every game, and usually get a big marrow bone so I can keep quiet. It is really a dog's life.

So many ornaments.. so little time.

So far am really liking this Christmas stuff, do not miss my testicles yet. It is so much fun, stealing stuff laying around and running from the adults, not sure what I like better a good christmas bow from a present or mom's new slippers??.. I can tell this is gonna be better than thanksgiving, just wait until the kids come over.

It's snowing and I can only watch...sad days

stupid surgery, I feel really good, but they keep telling me to take it easy and won't let me chase the birds or play in the snow.. I am about to go crazy, all they say is "take it easy Tedy" and I just can't calm down. What do they expect, my speed used to be really fast.. now they want it to be really slowwwwwww! I don't know if I can do ten days of this..

So much snow and I can't play, gonna drive these humans crazy.

Lost my puppyhood.. under the knife..

Well it happened, yesterday: I was neutered, made an it, lost my puppyhood.. mom dropped me off @ 8:00 AM and picked me up around 4:00 PM.. I was supposed to be quiet last night, but still wanted to play tug of war and rip up paper. I couldn't eat too much, we got up early today because I was whining from the pain so the day will be long.

Cannot run for 10 days, I am gonna drive these folks crazy.. they will be sorry for having done what they did.. payback is a.....

Should be alive and well for Christmas, I love christmas stockings and stealing ornaments from the tree.

Free at last or minimal cage time..

Good news, I no longer have to spend time in the cage at night. Mom and dad let me sleep on my bed in their room... so much better, cause I can get up and lick them after they get up to go to the bathroom. I also can keep my eye on them.. the cage is still here, though in case I hit the red zone when company comes.

Been a weird couple of days, little snow on Saturday and last night when dad and I went out to pee, there was some on the ground.. this is different, they think I am weird, because they say I am the only dog they have ever owned who looks to the sky.

I do not understand why they put a bird feeder out, another distraction for, now when I go out get to chase the birds.. what are birds good for any ways. I also spend a lot of time looking out the window to watch the squirrels.

The other night I went to Jimmy and Jean's house for dinner, spent some time with their shepard Commanche. Tried to hump him in the house, but when I got outside he kinda boxed me in and beat me up.. did not learn my lesson though, kept trying to mount him when we were inside. Mom and dad said it was the best I ever behaved while visiting, goody, goody maybe now I can come in when they go visiting.. not that I mind sleeping in the car.

They are starting to talk about me getting neutered, guess I have an appointment next week sometime, not sure what it is, but do not like the way it sounds.

Food Holidays and chewing the Bose Headphones...

First of all I now weigh 40.3 pounds, they say I am getting very tall, lean and strong.. I look great.

Yesterday was my favoritist holiday so far, got to go for a very long walk in the morning.. then they bribed me with dog food filled marrow bones and then I got a bunch of turkey leftovers. So far this is better than I could have ever imagined. The only problem was when we went for a walk I rolled in something very dead and got very stinky, and when I got home had to be given a bath outside.. which I hate and yelled like a banshee.. thank goodness it was 67 degrees.

I got in a lot of trouble the other day I was chewing on a wire, how did I know this wire connected to the Bose headphones... there was a lot of yelling and screaming about this one.

Dad and I just came in from throwing the ball, time for a snooze.. can raise hell later.

Uh, Oh a new book.. worse than Cesar Milan..

Mom and dad have been having pretty continuous discussions about my biting and jumping, with a whole lot of yelling mixed in lately. Been spending some serious cage time alone also. Today they brought home a book about raising puppies the Monks of the New Skete way. Not sure how I feel about this, I should have at least been consulted.

They are doing some new stuff I do not like, when I bite they stick their finger down my throat and sometime grab my snout... do not like either of these things. No more tug of war stuff, either.. they said some crap about how that validates my biting. Anyways have to give them credit for trying, not sure I want to stop the biting stuff though.. will have to give this some serious thought. They have not figured out a way to stop me from stealing their shoes yet... I really like Dad's fluffy leather slippers..

I also turned 5 months yesterday, happy birthday to me..

Compulsion about stealing clothes..

The other day I was perseverating about the big blue tarp, but there has been something else more clandestine going on. Recently I have had a compulsion about stealing their clothes, I sneak in the bedroom and steal something or anything and bring it back to my bed. The other day I reached under the Bathroom door and dragged out a shirt of dad's. I don't do anything to the clothes, except steal it and then chew it. Somehow my rope and toys are not as satisfying.

Yesterday mom almost changed my name to, TedyI'mgonnakillyou, when I kept taking stuff when she was getting dressed. Sometimes she smiles, but yesterday her smile turned to a frown and she yelled at me big time. Clothes along with slippers are my newest inside items I like the most.. .keep trying to train these humans, but they are slow learners.. maybe I should send them to owner's obedience school.

Perseverating and the Big Blue Tarp

When dad came home from work last Wednesday, I was on the "short" leash in the yard because mom was raking and shaking her head. Dad thought it would be fun if I helped rake the leaves, whamo I got right into the "red zone", barking at the rake and leaves.. it was fun, but they started to get perturbed because I did not want to calm down. Then dad was dragging the big blue tarp into the woods, I took off like a bullet and tackled that bad tarp and hung on for dear life. Dad was laughing, mom was shaking her head and I was having the time of my life getting dragged by that tarp.

We did this for a couple of more times until we finished raking the back yard. I kept attacking that blue tarp and not sure who won as it got folded up. They kept talking about their other dog, Lakota, and said Lakota would be afraid of the tarp. Not me, blam gotta attack it again..and then get dragged on it by dad.

Yesterday went to Uncle Bob and Auntie Yvette's house, the Pats were off, so football was not that important, got into some trouble there as I wanted to jump on everyone and bite them. I got on the short leash again, but mom said I was making progress. All is well in Tedy B land.

Contemplating Erika as she enters her 30th year...

Had a few pensive moments last Sunday, as Erika had the anniversary of her 29th year and began her 30th.. the family came over, and I did not even enter the "red zone" or had to be put in my cage. Kinda a moral victory for me, there was a lot of food around, even some shrimp. They sang songs and lit fires on cakes, it was fun for all. Andre kept driving his new tractor, round and round.. he goes backward pretty fast. Devon does not like me any more, gotta figure this one out.

They left pretty early, because everyone wanted to watch football, I am beginning to like this sport more and more.. because, every time there is a good football game on, I get a nice new soupbone to gnaw on while they watch the game.

Mom and dad said I was growing up, but not sure about this though, cause being a puppy and aggravating adults is more fun than anything.

Halloween..

This is a strange thing, what is up with kids all dressed up in scary costumes coming to your door??.. do not get this at all. I got really, really, really excited when the neighbourhood kids, Matt and Michelle, came to the door.. so much so I wound up on the leash again. All night long as these trick or treat dudes and dudettes came to our house, I was on a short leash next to dad. They kept saying "calm down Tedy", but my brain gets all crazy when kids come by.. this was a very unusual day indeed.. I wish I did not have to be on the leash..

Student of the Month...

Let me tell you about this human behavior, this is stuff I would get in trouble for...Monday nite, Andre was over with Erika, Devon, mom and dad. Andre had a surprise, he was student of the month... well let me tell you dad was hooting and hollering and then he fell on the floor, mom was jumping up and down and Erika got pretty excited also. If I acted this stupid and silly I would have been put in the cage.

Something else happened that also concerns me, now that it is colder there is big machine next to my bed that makes a lot of noise and I don't like it. Someone said it is the furnace, well let me tell you I make a lot of noise, but do not like this stuff. Just when I got over my fear of the vacuum and broom, this stuff happens..they have to drag me to bed at night.

Another thing that is going on is that I am getting in a lot of trouble for is when people come to visit or when I go visiting, I like to jump on people, lick their face and sometimes bite them. Boy do they get upset at me, and most times I wind up on a leash.. I will never understand humans, this is the way we greet each other in my world after we sniff each other's butts. At least I am not sticking my nose in their butts first, not sure what they want out of me. I am not sure I am going to change this behavior, because there is nothing wrong with it.

Mom got a copy of Cesar Milan's new book, not sure I am gonna like this one, it is something about "becoming leader of your pack".. we'll see about this one also.

Almost forgot, everyone here was pretty good about this Red Sox stuff.. haven't seen any red socks around here, but I betcha they are pretty good chewing.

Visit to the Vet...

The other day, Tuesday I believe, when mom got up she said she was sick and tired of pulling ticks off of me and we had to go to the vet. Part of the problem had to do with Auntie B getting tick on her back and her having to go to the doctor and all. Personally I don't mind ticks, but humans hate them.. from my point of view they are a side effect of smelling stuff in the woods and high grass.

So we went to the Vet, he did not give me a shot, instead I got weighed and am now 34.9 lbs. That means that when I am an adult I will weigh 65.8 pounds, don't believe it I bet I weigh 70 lbs. Anyways, they gave me some stuff on my back to keep ticks off. Still can't hop in bed with mom though.

I am now 4 months old, still driving adults crazy and still not paying attention. This morning I discovered a great new game, when they take me out to do my business, do not pay attention and start to dig, pick up sticks and all in the very cold rain. This drives them absolutely crazy and dad even swore at me. I did this three times this morning making believe I had to go, and when finally I did he elated after being so angry. Gotta file this in the memory bank for those rainy cold mornings, of course may not have been so bad if dad had worn a coat and put something on his feet besides flip flops. Flip flops I love that word, gotta go and see if anyone left theirs out.

Tedy B. at 4 months old...

Well I made it to 4 months old, somewhat of a miracle as mom and dad say at least one time a day they could kill me. Not sure why, but snatching stuff and running like hell is a whole lot of fun.. watching them try to chase me is even more fun. Sometimes when they catch me I bark at them, they say I am being fresh, I say I have a right to be heard. Been spending a lot of time in the woods lately and bringing home lots of ticks.. mom won't let me jump in bed with her in the morning any more cause she is scared they might fall off on her. But I am good, and still don't get why I cannot chew flip flops or crocs, I don't get shoes, maybe they should try it also..

Dad's working...

so things have changed, somedays he leaves for work in the dark so we don't get in our "forced march" every day. Mom is still here and she takes me for walks, I don't care as long as I get in the woods and run. Felt very hyper lately so spending more time on the leash or in the cage, they say I loose control.. guess that is a matter of opinion. Do not understand why they do not like to get bit, Spectra didn't mind.

I am 4 months old today, and they are too lazy to weigh me..the Dr. says double the weight of a puppy at 4 months and you will get my approximate adult weight. I'm guessing about 60 pounds, but not sure.

Still really like going in the car, and sleep there all the time I am in there, still get in Devon's car seat. Prefer to hold my pee and poo until I get home though, that is the best place to go. Other than that not much going on, right now I am back on the leash again because I was biting again.

Things are good in Patriot Nation...

Dad and mom were real happy last night, the Patriots beat Dallas, not sure what all that means.. but dad says if mom is happy, everyone is happy. If everyone is happy, then I feel happy. Warm and fuzzy puppy moments.

Last night during the game, they were talking about they not wanting to watch me hump the stuffed animals during the game so they gave me a big soup bone, they said I was moaning as I ate. Not sure what that moaning thing is, but it sure was good. It was so big I could not pick it up.

All was well until Auntie B, came by and I got a little crazy.. not too bad, at least I did not pee on the floor.. they thought it was a big deal, because Gracie ( her dog) took a cookie from dad. What is the big deal?? I will take cookies from just about everyone, even though they sometimes want me to act like a circus dog.

Life is real good in my world, being a puppy is nice.

Not much to blog about..

Weather gotten cooler, late out dark in the morning, and we have heard a lot of coyotes lately so we go for walks later. Dad started to work more, so we do the "forced march" thing every day. I can fetch now, even though I want a cookie every time before I drop it.

The other day we stopped by the South County Animal Rescue League to see Megan, fortunately she was there.. she wondered what the little ball of fur that used to be Pilot would turn out like. It was nice to see her, and she remembered my sisters name, Spectra.. guess she got rescued also and is doing well.

Yesterday went for a walk with mom, Aunt bee and a couple of lady friends Anne and Dottie, they all have dogs had a lot of fun running in the woods with Gracie, Kaylee and Maggie. Don't understand why they don't like plastic water bottles and why Kaylee chases the ball so much, Maggie likes treats so much and Gracie rolls so much. It was fun, but I got pretty tired and when I got home did not feel like humping the stuffed animals in front of mom and dad. I even felt tired on the "forced march" this morning.. life is good.

Life is good on the edge of the south county woods, even though dad is not here as much.

Do you think this constitutes cruel and unusual punishment???

Monday, Monday Can't trust that day..

This could also be called Blue Monday, but easier to just go with the original. When I went to bed last night Dad gave one of his blah, blah, blah speeches about how today was not a very good day for me and hopefully tomorrow will be better. I thought yesterday was pretty good.

It started off fine, got up earlier than usual.. dad took an early shower, before he did he put everything away and let me stay in the bedroom. I felt pretty smart so I opened the sliding closet door and got a boat shoe. I chewed right through the laces, he got mad and started the blah, blah, blah about how much that was gonna cost.. what do I know about money??

Mom and dad were busy so Aunt Bee took me for a few hours, it was fun first of all I made her walk me for over 2 hours before I did my duty.. amazing how well I can hold it when I want to. It was fun I rolled in a dead frog, tried to eat some coyote poop Auntie Bee can take care of me whenever I want, even though she was shaking her head and saying something like over my dead body..

Then the kids came over for some "Vicburgers", I love it when they come over I get to bite Andre and knock Devon over. They left me on the deck when they ate and I howled a bit. I got yelled at a lot when they were all there, Erika gets really mad when I beat up Devon. But Devon does keep me going, particularly as she keeps provoking me, what does a dog do when a little kid is waving a piece of paper towel in my face??

After they left, mom and dad thought I might be tired, but I wasn't I had a lot of energy and continued to have raise hell. They kept telling me to go to bed, but I was not tired and it is a lot of fun to howl at mom when she is eating chips, or hump the stuffed animals when they are watching tv, or go after just about anything that is mouth level. A great new game I play now, is when I snatch something I run like hell and they chase me.. then I won't let go. They keep telling me it is not a game, or call me "dog from hell", but I think it is fun.

Well hopefully Tuesday is better, woowee they left the remote control out.. gotta go.

Now that we figured this Picture thing out, we may do this often...

We did it, we finally figured out how to put pictures on the Blog!!!!

Who says puppies don't have a sense of humor..

Toilet Cleaning Instructions:
1. Put both lids of the toilet up and add 1/8 cup of pet shampoo to the water in the bowl.
2. Pick up the cat and soothe him while you carry him towards the bathroom.
3. In one smooth movement, put the cat in the toilet and close both lids. You may need to stand on the lid.
4. The cat will self agitate and make ample suds. Never mind the noises that come from the toilet, the cat is actually enjoying this.
5. Flush the toilet three or four times. This provides a "power-wash" and rinse".
6. Have someone open the front door of your home. Be sure that there are no people between the bathroom and the front door.
7. Stand behind the toilet as far as you can, and quickly lift both lids.
8. The cat will rocket out of the toilet, streak through the bathroom, and run outside where he will dry himself off.
9. Both the commode and the cat will be sparkling clean.
Sincerely,
Tedy B...

Walking in the sand...

Yesterday we went to the beach, idiot humans do not allow dogs on the beach until after September 30th.. Humans need to learn to share and stop being so selfish.

The beach is cool, drinking salt water is ok. Everyone waited for me to throw up, but I didn't. I only like to throw up at home on the rug. Talk about a cornucopia of smells, bird crap, dead crabs, seaweed, old shoes, plastic a veritable smorgasbord of all things puppies love. I played the do not listen game, so I wound up on the leash.. but that was ok, still had fun and another opportunity to aggravate the humans.

Afterwards, another opportunity to drive them crazy, did not pee before I got into the van.. all I wanted was my afternoon nap. They humans were going out to eat, so they were worried about me peeing, stopped at Home Depot.. there I really drove them crazy, got to sniff stuff for another half hour, but did not pee. Mom was driving and every 5 minutes turned her head to see if I was puking.. fooled the hell out of them. Finally peed when I got home, and never puked. Achieved my goal of controlling them and driving them nuts.

They say I travel well as all I do is curl up and sleep on the seat, but they do not know that is part of the master plan.. rest up and save my energy until later then I act like a lunatic when I get home.

This Forced March Thing...

Every morning after it gets light or when I get into trouble, dad takes me for an hour forced march, he calls it a walk. When we do this he keeps me on a short leash and he thinks he is walking fast. We don't have time to smell rabbits, look for cat poop or chase birds just walk fast. When we get to the woods, I get to run and I get treats if he doesn't have to chase me when he wants me to come back.

Sometimes we see other folks walking dogs, I don't sniff their butts, but would much rather jump on their masters, that is way more fun. Mom has been taking me in the afternoon sometimes. They are trying real hard to get me tired, but guess what it does not work... every night I get yelled at, most of the time I get called "tedystopbeingapainintheass". Last night mom did not want to share her ice cream, so I howled, but stilll did not get any.

Life is good, kinda mundane right now, not a heck of a lot going on for me.. but mom and dad seem busier, and I get more "crate" time, but the best revenge is when they get home to act like an absolute lunatic. If you think ignoring pisses them off, acting like a lunatic when they are very tired is way better and they get ballistic.

Playing the Crowd or Going to the Vet

Today I went with mom to the Vets, dad stayed home and swore at the bathroom that he was fixing. She did not tell me where I was going, when I got there I was playing the crowd, charming all of the fans with some of my antics. Then they came to get me, it was ok at first, but when the doc checked my back legs, I howled like the coyotes in the woods.. not that it hurt all that much, but I love to get inside of human's heads. They gave me a couple of shots and that didn't hurt much, they said I might be sleepy for the rest of the day. I also weigh 24.4 pounds, put on 7 pounds in a month.

Don't care what they said, I felt fine and rose hell the rest of the day. Auntie B came over for supper, with her dog Gracie.. don't get Gracie, all she does is pace back and forth and does not want to play any of my fun games. But Auntie B. did and I got all crazy, so crazy I peed in the hallway.. there is something about Auntie B. last week I pooped in her bedroom, today when playing I peed. The humans are still trying to train me, but they still have not figured out the conspiracy... if and when they do it will be too late.

A fun game..

Dad says I should call Milton Bradley because I am so damned funny or maybe Zach(who makes video games) , who is about to be married, so we can raise some extra cash. Remember I blogged about Insomnia and how when Aunt B and I were playing I pooped on her bedroom floor, that is how I thought of this game. It is called driving adults absolutely crazy.

They don't let me get up with them right away any more, so I stay in the crate until about 4:30 in the morning, when they let me out they take me out to go pee. That is when the fun begins, when I come back after about ten minutes later I throw myself against the door. They, think I have to go poo.. but, not really I just want to go out and chase moths near the streetlight. After I play for a while, they bring me in. About ten minutes later I bang against the door again, and once again I get to chase moths. They bring me back in, and after ten minutes, guess what, you guessed it. I am outside, that is when they start calling me by my other name.. tedystopbeingapainintheass... after about 5 times I finally go poo.. and they get all happy and pet me and sometimes I even get a cookie.

What fools these humans are, I don't want to go in the house.. I prefer the privacy of the woods. They have not figured out the master plan yet, i.e. that I am really the one in charge.

I think they changed my name..

When I first came home they called me "Tedy B.", but lately they have been calling me "tedystopbiting", "tedystopbeing a pain in the ass" or "tedyknock it off".. not sure what is going on, but have been feeling hyper and rather crazy lately. I have had an insatiable desire to chew anything and everything I can get my hands on, I know where every flip flop and croc is right now and I can steal it in seconds flat. I have been spending more time on the leash in the house and more time in the crate. I guess humans don't understand how much fun we can have together.

The other night dad was opening a can, tunafish he called it, I went wild; howling, rolling on the floor.. he gave me some, guess what it going to happen next time he opens a can?? I figured out how to get some, these humans are so stupid.

Auntie B moved into their old place, I don't have an old place, just a new place. Great fun, she loves to roll on the floor with me and does not get too upset if I bite her. Her dog Gracie is strange, she does not like puppy games, I lay on the floor and bark at her.. but she does not do too much except growl at me once and a while. Anyways Auntie B. and I were running around her new place last night, I got so excited I pooped on her bedroom floor. Great fun eh!!, are we going back soon??

As I turn 3 months old a few thoughts..

Today is a time of reflection and while in this pensive mood I decided to write down a few thoughts of my first three months of my life. I don't remember much before Gene and Judi took me home, but that is another story.

• Deer poop is a great snack
• To sit and beg at the table gets me nothing, but if I am cute I get a few scraps after
• Humans are nice, but are big wimps, everytime I claw them they yell in pain
• No matter how many toys they buy me, there is no greater fun than stealing something and chewing on it.
• I get confused sometimes and think my name is dammitteddy.. teddyyourapainintheass..
• Humping stuffed animals feels really good
• I remember where everything is hidden, where the deer poop is and where I threw up in the yard, but always forget about biting toes and feet.
• My favorite game is to go in the bedroom, steal some shoes, run like hell and everyone chases me.
• When dad and I do our forced march every morning, he keeps mumbling about that f...ing Mangini, idiotic press, Belichick didn't do nothing that has not been done before
• No matter how many forced marches we do, they can never tire me out.
• So far my favorite people are Auntie B., Andre and Devon.. except she cries when I forget and bite her.
• My favorite place in the car is in the car seat, everyone laughs at this.
• If I sit and look cute, wag my tail I can get just about everything.
• Mom is trying to teach me to play catch and fetch, so far I am humoring her, because if I am cute and look a little bit interested I get a cookie, a big smile and she pets me.
• I love to hear adults swear, when they call me and I ignore them and walk away, wow do they get mad... this is the second most funnest thing to do right after stealing shoes.
• If I run to the door and pee is it the same thing as going outside??
• Yesterday I found out about eating bugs and bumblebees
• I used to love to hop in bed with mom in the morning, but she says I stink, I think I smell pretty good..
• Adults are basically dumb and easy to manipulate, sooner or later they will realize that I am in charge here, they do not know about the plan.....dogs rule.

I Love Insomnia

One of my favorite things is when mom and dad either fall asleep on the couch and never go to bed or if they do get up very early. Couple of days last week they started their day early, one at 12:30 am and one time mom never went to bed. This is so much fun, don't have to go into that crate thing.. that means if I whine a little bit they will let me out... wohee!! So I have more time to play with feet, find stuff they left out and they keep whispering "stop it", but I make believe I cannot hear them. I sit down, look cute they laugh at me and then I raise hell again.

The only bad part is that they whine a lot and complain how tired they are.. they could just take naps all day like I do.. do not understand this human stuff that much and a dogs life is much better.

They are still having problems posting pictures on this web site, dumb humans.. well Igottago.

Are you ready for some Football.. or why I don't like Sundays in the fall

Dad got up very early on Sunday morning, he seemed more hyper than usual, walking around saying stuff that that stupid ESPN, idiotic newspaper reporters.. he was hyper as I have ever seen him. He put on an hat that said Patriots on the front, and then put on something called his BB hoodie. Wow, did we go for a forced march.. we walked fast and furious, something about how he wanted to tire me out before a football game.

Well I did not get tired out, even though mom tried to get me tired also. I played with Andre for a while, and then played with Kathy's kids also. It started to get dark and I got crazy again, doing all the stuff that I like to do.. bite feet, look for flip flops and anything I am not supposed to do. I got put on the leash again, but I calmed down. Then crazy aunt B came over and her mean dog, Gracie. I don't understand Gracie, because everyone else loves me. I calmed down, for a while. Then Dad started and yellling at the box where "Dog Whisperer" comes from. I was tired, so I ignored him, after we went out for our last pee, dad said.. it was a good day Teddy, the Patriots kicked .ss big time tonight and then he ranted again about ESPN and all the talking heads.

The World According to Tedy B.

Hi, my name is tedy B. and even though I am a puppy, I am entering this digital world.. it is scary but my mom an dad say they will help me. My dad says he often enters this digital world with mixed results, whatever that means. I was born on June 20, 2007 my mom was a golden retriever and my dad, well let's just say mom had some moments that we are not proud of. They wanted to name me Brady, but they thought Tedy B. would be better, and guess what some folks think I look like a Teddy Bear, it works for me cause when they call my name they give me a cookie.

When I was five weeks old my first folks dropped me off at the South County Animal Rescue League, with my brothers and sisters. They named me Pilot, not sure why but they did that.They really spoiled me there, took me for walks, and took good care of me. On August 29th, I was sleeping and they got me up and then I met Gene and Judi. All that was left was me and my really crazy sister, Spectra. Megan and the rest of the rescue league staff took good care of me. Gene and Judi seemed nice, but I was not really asked about what I wanted and they just took me home.

I don't remember riding in a car before, but on the way home mom held me in her arms and that felt good. The Rescue League also gave them a big metal thing, they call it a crate and that is where I sleep at night.

When I went to live with Gene and Judi, life got good, they give me good food and just last night got some left over tuna fish from the grill.. mmm good. I have a lot of toys to play with, and now they take me for long walks.. they say it is for them, but I think they are trying to tire me out. I will show them though, because I never get tired. They think they are the boss, but what do human's know.

I have a lot of toys, but really love flip flops, socks, toes and feet, they get mad when I bite them. They put toys in my bed at night, but don't play much there. My favorite part of the day is when I am running around the house or outside. I love to grab at stuff and sometimes I get yelled at. My new favorite thing is humping stuffed animals, great fun, not sure why but it feels good. I also like to go in the woods and look for Deer Poop. Another fun thing is when the grandkids come over, Andre and Devon. Devon pulls me all around on a leash, and I have to do it without biting her. Andre lets me have some of his old stuff.

I do not like loud noises, but I like the car much better now I sleep in the back sleep. The other day they took me for a 2 and a half hour hike, near a place called Green Falls.. I had fun, went in the water. Afterwards they were tired, but I was not, when we got home I got in trouble and had to be put on the leash again, cause I would not stop acting crazy.

Sometimes my folks watch the "Dog Whisperer" and everytime they do, they try something new they use words like "alpha", being in control and other stuff. I do what they say sometimes, but I forget a lot. If they ever buy a book about this guy, I'm gonna chew it, but I chew anything anyways. If they ever make a movie about dog whisperer I'm gonna raise hell while they watch it, they think they are smart and in control.. but they don't know nothing. Dogs rule, humans drool!!!

Sometimes in the morning dad brings me into the bedroom, my favorite place to pee, and puts me on the bed. I get to lick mom's face, bite her ear and lay on the bed, people have the right idea. I usually get into trouble in the bedroom, so dad takes me for a walk.

I have met so many people: Erika who thinks I am crazy. Auntie B. who is crazy, her dog Gracie growled at me and is not as crazy as Auntie B. Joe and Anita, whose dog Gizmo ignores me, and Troubles the cat sticks her butt out at me, but that is ok cause I smell it. Jimmy and Jean, who have a really big dog named Commanche who is nice, all I want to do is swim in their pool though. Then there are the neighbors, everybody loves me and I love to jump on them and lick their faces. Some say I have puppy breath. Dad says I am a "chick magnet", not sure what that means, but mom laughs.

This is my story, want to share it with the world and everyone to know the joy and fun of being me. Visit often and enjoy the ride or the forced marches, also known as the daily walk.

PS.. when they figure out how to add pictures, then you will see me.. until then it is this entering the digital world with mixed results stuff. And they think they are smart???