The Tree is gone..

Just when I was starting to come out of the bedroom from my self imposed isolation, they took the tree down. So now things can go back to normal, or as normal as they can be. Not sure if I am going to join the family again though, the bedroom is quiet.

Christmas was one of the quietest holidays so far, only a few hours on Christmas Eve things were different. On Christmas day there was some car time, while the adults went visiting.

The Patriots season has ended, so they tell me more time on Sunday to spend with the family.

Snow..

I really like the snow.. there is something magical about this whole thing, even though it is deeper than it usually is.. they are saying 10 inches, not sure what that means.

The other nice thing is you get to see all the neighbours, Gil, Rose and the rest of the cul de sacians.. also they were not paying attention, so I got to go for a walk all by myself. Harry saw me and snitched, but I came home anyways.

The only problem is that when I have to take a poo, the snow comes up to my butt.. that is a bit strange and disconcerting. Quite a conundrum some might say, but the strong survive. Try going to the bathroom on a toilet seat lined with shaved ice...

Blur...I am this fast..

Ready for action.. Tedy the hunter..

You'll poke your eye out.. could not resist... Merry Christmas

There is a tree in the house...

it does not smell like a real tree, but does look green with lots of shiny stuff. They moved some stuff around, looks a though will be spending more time in the Bedroom.. by myself. Do not like change.

The other day we lost power, all of a sudden there were crazy loud whistles all over the place.. made me crazy, have not recovered.. this along with the tree makes me feel a bit unstable...

Mysterious acorn Shortage..

when the leaves were raked and I attacked the pile and the tarp, the adults were noticing how little acorns there were. Last year there were tons of them, this year hardly any. Well today we find out why, they read an article about how scientists are baffled by the mysterious acorn shortage. After reading the article the scientists do not know why this is happening, but is happening all over the place. Not sure why they wasted time on writing and reading this article.

Now why would we blog this, BECAUSE THE FREAKING SQUIRRELS PRACTICALLY LIVE IN THE BIRD FEEDERS AND MAKE ME NUTZ. Then after going nutz; clawing at windows, blinds, and acting crazy I usually have a hard time regaining control and wind up in time out. It is not my fault, nature did it, what am I supposed to do???

The adults shoot bb's at them, but never hit them, they scatter only to return with their friends and family. It is very difficult to scare a hungry squirrel.

Winter..

it is that time of year, cold with a bit of snow on the ground. The time of year when the adults like to go out less, but to me it is all the same. It is easier to see in the woods, and for some reason "potty" calls take longer as there just seems to be more to smell. All the while the adults tell me to hurry up, I will take my time.

Good news though Aunti B, stopped by today.. I was elated about this.. Gracie and I can soon walk together.. sure they will yak a lot about us roughhousing.. but it is what we do.

Other than that not much going on, Christmas is coming and if I remember from last year that is usually fun.

This is what a pure Saluki looks like, notice any similarities.. he looks awful skinny to me.

Thanksgiving...

It all started last night when Jimmy, Sabine and Alex came in and we all went to Grandma Jeannette's house. Today is the piece de resistance lots of food, lots of people.. started off the day with some turkey livers and kidneys mixed in my food.. it is going to be a very good day.

I have much to be thankful for; long walks, cookies, short walks, cookies, long rides, cookies, short rides, cookies, visiting, cookies.. I am also thankful to all my buds Gracie, Truman, Maggie, Fuzzy, Leo, Commanche and that ultimate babe Darcey... I am also thankful for the adults in my life who take care of me, who think they are in control, but really are not..

Am I being vetted for 1600 Penn. Ave.???

Guess they are getting ready to put a sign out front of 1600 Penn. Ave., help wanted nice dog, good with kids. That would be interesting now wouldn't it. To have the run of a house with 130 rooms, would prove interesting.. bet there are a lot of trash cans to raid. Big yard, roses to dig up and all kinds of dressed up people to jump on, lick and welcome. I think I would like Barack, Michelle and his kids.. they seem like nice folks, but they would probably bring in someone like Caesar(my archenemy) to make me behave better.

But on the other hand, if asked, will respectfully turn it down as like where I am, even though I have been spending a lot of time on the leash as my penchant for chasing deer has reached an all time high. The other day was gone for 45 minutes, cannot help this as it is the Saluki in me, the silent, visual hunter.

Ancestry Analysis, aka DNA Results... I'm a mutt

Wow, this was a shocker.. we all thought I was a goofy golden, but there ain't no golden in me. We got the Ancestry Analysis Certificate in the mail today.. it is interesting. Bear with me it is confusing, there are 4 levels:
Level 1 over 75% of the DNA is found in the breed listed.
Level 2 between 37 and 75% of the DNA is found in the breed listed.
Level 3 Between 20 and 36%
Level 4 between 10 and 20%
Level 5 never mind no level 5 in my DNA

So the results are as follows,
Level 2 Chinese Sharpei
Level 3 Rottweiler
Level 4 Labrador Retriever
Level 5 Saluki

My folks said holy crap at this, if my parents had any brains and computer savvy they would post what a Saluki looks like, and even though I am not that leggy or as fast, my ears and tail look like that breed. My tongue is similar to a Sharpei... but who would have thunk this. This is interesting, more will follow as we research and digest this report. The folks are saying they could understand my behavior before because I was a goofy golden.. but what fits now??? Who is my daddy?? Guess mom lied.. I am so confused... this has turned into quite a conundrum.

Some dogs do not like this stuff, but I do, does that make me strange?? leave the leaves alone!!!!

Do you see what I see?? This stuff makes me crazy, if only they would let me chase the deer!!

This deer came in the yard this morning to finish up the hydrangea's, they knew because I went crazy runnin from door to window, back and forth..

Remember when I told you about the leaves.. I blend well, eh??

If I wait long enough they put food in here, tonight is fish night!!!

Tedy B. on the Beach, sandy paws is coming!!!

Falling leaves..

guess that is why they call it fall, but this is another favorite time.. not sure if it is more favorite than other times, but it is a blast. First they go get the rake and I try to bite the rake.. then they rake the leaves, I get in the way, then when they make a pile I run through it.. they say they are mad, but they laugh everytime they say, "Tedy knock it off".

Then they get the blue tarp, and not sure why but that is crazy time.. first of all I run into the blue tarp and try to grab it and pull it out of their hands.. then when they put it down and get ready to put leaves in it I grab it and try to run away with it.. finally they put leaves in in it and try to drag it into the woods I jump on the tarp and go for a ride. Then we play tug of war back to the next pile of leaves..

This year I have discovered the leaf blower, love to chase and attack this also.. the wind blowing through my mouth and puffing out my cheeks is mad fun..

This leaf fall time of year, sure is a lot of fun..

DNA...

not sure what this means, but mom & dad ordered a DNA kit in the mail.. they are going to figure out what kind of dog my dad was, hopefully. They think he was an australian shepard or something like that, because I "herd" a lot. They also think I focus too much on something, like a squirrel or rabbit.. they keep yelling at me to break my concentration. Sometimes I hear, but mostly I do not.

Got cold fast, love this time of year.. cool & dry. Last week I hurt my paw while chasing something in the woods, they tried to keep me quiet, yea good luck with that. They try to keep me quiet, I would much rather have a sore paw than just lay around.

Mom just got done reading "The Story of Edgar Sawtelle", she thinks I am a Sawtelle dog, because I am soo smart. She wants to take a picture of me and send it into Oprah.. good luck with that too. I do not like to pose for pictures, like to sniff the camera instead.

Here is the proof..

After I wrote about my inability to help myself, there was a deer right outside near the neighbors car..this is all the proof I need, of all the places in the world the deer was about 50 feet away.. it is not my fault.. my folks went for the camera to prove it, but all in vain the deer boogied. All I am doing is what my genes tell me to do.. mom is now convinced that I am part australian sheperd or border collie, as once I zone in on another animal it is impossible to distract me.. deer should not come into the yard.

Can't help myself..

In the spring my thoughts turned to the all the new wildlife emerging from their long winter nap.. used to get into a lot of trouble then, but nothing can compare to what is going on now.. I am in deep doo doo...

Seems as though there has been an increase in wildlife out this time of year; deer, squirrels, rabbits and even cats. Before I go any further, want all to know I cannot help myself.

It has become more and more obvious that my senses are much better than humans..for example, sometimes I can spot a deer by just smelling, and when they open the door.. bamm!!! I am off into the woods, coming back about 15 minutes later panting like crazy. Sometimes when they are playing ball with me I see a cat or squirrel..bamm!!! I am off again, coming back a short time later.. sometimes I have mud on me. Yesterday when mom came back with Andre, I saw a cat, they did not .. when they let me out of the car..bamm!!! off again.. not amount of whistling can make me change my mind. I can't help myself..

None of this is my fault, if there were no distractions would not do it. They keep talking about a skunk, what do I know about a skunk and then they say it is only a matter of time. Our good and dear friends Charlie and Rae,said they see it coming also and have sent a special recipe for deskunking dogs..

All I know is that I am spending more time on the leash, and less time off.. I promise that I will not do it again.. or at least I will try a little bit. But I can't help myself..

The Rains Came...

First they complain about how we need rain, then it rains and they complain about all the rain. Humans, do not get it, for us it is so simple.. rain or no rain, it is always a good time to be a dog. The problem is when heavy rains come, no one wants to go out an play except me. All I get to do is go out to use the loo in the woods. They whine about something about wet dogs..

Do not understand all this debate stuff and presidential election, think they all should be smelt and licked and whoever has the best scent is the best person for the job. Whoever has the best cookies and treats would get my vote.

Had a nice party last Sunday nite, my bud Commanche brought his parents along with some other friends. We had a great time wrestling and doing dog stuff. The leftovers were great, nothing like a little medium steak to finish off a very good party. Of all the things we do in the summer, aside from chasing the water from the hose, cook outs are my fave, lots of folk to hang with, an occasional dog and great food.

Games we play..

nice thing about being a puppy/dog is all the games we get to play, here are a few of my faves:

When the adults are trying to watch the news or something on TV, go in the bedroom and walk out with a shoe or with a moutful of Q-Tips, do not chew the shoe or Q-Tip just get their attention.

When mowing the grass chase the lawn mower and bite at the wheel, even though they yell at me not to do it, continue and then get put inside and run from window to window while they mow.

When cleaning anything the van, car or whatever grab the roll of paper towels and run into the woods with it trailing behind me.

Whenever they pick up a throw, blanket, dog bed this means tugg of war for me, usually I get yelled at.

Another favorite is when they are watching TV, hump the dog bed furiously, this makes them crazy.

Whenever they dig a hole for a new plant, always help.. I can dig faster than they can anyways.

Chew anypiece of paper I can find into a lot of little pieces, then when they tell me to drop it, don't do it and ignore them.. this makes them really crazy.

Whenever they have the hose out, this is my fave and I suspect my folks as well, chase the water and run at the hose.. bark like crazy, get wet run around the shed and yard and then do it again.. difficult to describe, but it is a very crazy time. If we can ever figure out how to put a video on this blog will attract thousands of new viewers..

Lay infront of my bowl after supper, stare at the bowl then stare at the folks then stare at the bowl stare at the folks, and then they give me leftovers.. this is my favorite, and they usually laugh.

There are so many games, but my brain is getting tired.

Phew what a week...

On Monday there was quite a conundrum around here, Dad was not feeling well and went to the hospital with Mom and Andre... Mom and Andre came back late, dad did not. This was followed by 3 days of lots of car time while mom was in a big building, she would come out and walk me and bring me treats.. but I got them back as I chewed any paper I could find.

Mom says I am not a city dog, even though there are lot of places to pee on.. telephone poles, fire hydrants and trees.. one would think that my bladder was the size of a large balloon.. but I kept trying. Mom was also concerned, because when were walking on a street named Hope I tried to run across and see another dog. Traffic, what do I know about traffic, here on the cul de sac on a busy day there might be 6 cars total going by.

Things are back to normal once again, not sure I will let the complacency continue as it is time to shake things up again. There are deer, squirrels and bunny rabbits to chase.. there are neighbours to greet and jump on.. there are people to lick and so much to do it is only a matter of time...

It's football time..

It is that time of the year again, dad wakes up on a Sunday AM and then asks mom what are we doin for the game, and then the really big question..."What are we doing with Teddy"??..

Yesterday it started, we(meaning me too) went to Uncle Bob and Ivette's, the Pats won, Brady is hurt(whoever Brady is??). I did my obligatory licking and mouthing of everyone, and they said I did good. Even though when they were not paying attention I grabbed Ivette's good slipper and chewed it a bit,left a Teddy mark.. it was a good day.

The other day got the folks laughing, they were taking down the pop-up before the Hurricane was coming.. they wiped it down with some really smelly stuff. I grabbed the roll of papertowels and ran into the woods, there must've been 50 feet of paper towels behind me.. mom almost peed herself. They laughed.. they keep saying I am the dog with the most personality they have ever seen.

69 Pounds of pure love...

Went to the Doctor yesterday with mom.. yep, 69 lbs. guess I am full grown, people say I am a pretty solid dog.. not too fat, lots of muscle. The waiting room was cool, there were kitties in portable jails.. good enough for them. They were quite grouchy when I went up to sniff them, some stuck their greasy little paws out. I had to do the obligatory pee on the wall on the way in.

When I got in, they gave me a shot. And then they cut my nails, last time I did this I wailed and howled.. no more though, all growed up, just let them do it. Felt groggy from the new medicine last night, but today full of pee and vinegar.

Things have slowed down a bit, Andre is back at school and no one to play with right now. Still spending a lot of time with mom, and this is cool. Had some family stop by for Labor Day, and everyone gave me praise as I did not jump too much, but it is too much to ask to stop slobbering all over every one.. it is what I do.

Uninspired blogging..

The most difficult thing for an outstanding blogger, such as I, to do is to keep up with fresh posts and new ideas. So sometimes my typist and I have to make a choice either blog the mundane or wait for something exciting to happen. There has not been a whole bunch of exciting, and trying to make the mundane sound exciting is always a challenge.

I am finally getting kudos from all the fans as they are saying that I am going to be a good dog. I am not biting as hard, not chasing as many rabbits and starting to realize that everyone does not love me as much as mom and dad do. I do want to lick like crazy though.. even pop and Grandma Jeannette agree.

Some of the best stuff going on is hanging with my bud Andre, he has been spending a lot of time with us and we usually sleep in the pop-up.. which is pretty cool, because we stay up late at night and get up late in the morning. This is pretty cool, because I get to sleep on a bed and am off of the floor..

Been going to beaches with the folks lately as well. Starting to swim more, and love the small beaches they have been finding. It is fun to roll in seaweed and dead stuff as this makes me smell more attractive. They tell me to knock it off, but all I hear is blah, blah, blah.. funny how in this dog world that selective hearing works as well as it does. Pretty sure I will never stop wanting to roll in dead stuff... no matter what they say..

My Bud Andre and me in the pop up chillin and goofing

And then the rains came..

first it was too hot to go out and play and I wanted to stay in the A/C. Now it has been raining on and off for a few days now and I want to go out, but they do not let me.. go figure. I would like to do what I want when I want to do it, I can make life pretty miserable for these humans if I want to.

Everyone is home, mom has returned from her trip up north, she came home early so life is balanced once again. I do not like it when people leave, prefer lots of people in my audience when I act like a clown, which is pretty much daily.

Aunt Bee has a birthday today, won't be able to go as Gracie is still not able to walk and they think I will wrestle with her.. I promised, but they do not think I can keep my promise. Our good friend Rae is going in for an operation on her back tommorrow, they say it is good for her, but already been warned about jumping.. blah, blah, blah, blah. Other than that life is good and now if the rain would stop and it would be cool again.

I feel like a motherless puppy...

Abandoned, left alone, no one to aggravate. Mom went kayaking in Maine and I am home in this humidity. Hope she is back soon. First Andre and Dad and now this, everyone is going away and I am staying home.

The SC Balloon Festival, where I should've gone, but was left home, Sighhhhh!

Laying in Devon's Pool..

Humans do not understand that I have rules in my life, when they spray me with the hose I get crazy and do laps, when I see a bunny rabbit I loose my mind, ornamental grass has a delicate smell, taste and is far superior to regular grass and when I see people they need to be licked incessantly. A new Tedy rule is when we set up the small pool for Devon I like to get in and lay on my side, no particular reason except it feels good. Devon cannot be in the pool and neither can anyone's feet, rules are rules.

They keep saying I am crazy, but it all works for me and my dog world way of thinking.

BTW the guy I dictate to is off to Boy Scout Camp for the week with Andre, so will not be posting until next week sometime..

Canoe Dog..

Yesterday mom, Andre and I went out in the canoe.. we did not go on a long trip, but I did good in the boat. They think that I can be well behaved, we stayed close to shore.. wait until we are in the middle of a big lake or the salt pond, stay tuned. I love to fool humans.

Now they question my ancestry....

Overheard the folks talking about me as I am a frequent topic of conversation. Mom seems to think I have some Irish Setter in me as I have been acting pretty dumb lately and am so strong willed. Not sure why they feel this way. My take is that the bunny rabbits deserve to be chased, and just because I do not come right back no big deal. Just because I believe that every human loves me and deserves to be licked incessantly, is ok. What we seem to have here is a failure to communicate, humans have not yet realized that they live in my world and not versa visa.

Other than that life has been ok, too hot for my liking and I usually like to be inside where it is cooler, rather than outside in the sun. They keep talking about bringing me out in the canoe and bringing me camping, not sure about both of these things.. but might give me some new stuff to write about.

4th of July is good...

Not only is everyone home, but I had a good time. Fri we went over to Jean and Jimmy's and played all night with Darcy(what a babe) and Commanche. Every once and a while I would get tired and lay on the step of the pool, everyone thought that was funny... I thought it was pretty cooling. We were all tired at the end of the night and all day Saturday.

Saturday was Andre's big #13 birthday, it was a blast not only were Andre and Devon there, but gram and pop as well.. a good time was had by all. Nice table scraps too. Life is good, but better with the kids.

I really love these guys...

 

One of my fave places, life is good..

 

Still not feeling very mature..

Not sure about this one year old thing yet, even though they say I am no longer a puppy still feel like one. Still enjoy stealing dirty stinky laundry and dragging it around, going into the bathroom garbage and stealing Q-tips and used kleenex then tearing it up, humping the dog bed and trying to steal stuff from Andre's room.

A really big issue is my licking, some say it is anxiety.. not sure what it is right now.. but apparently as much as I like it, it drives adults nuts. Last weekend when Dad and Andre went camping with the boy scouts mom's friend Catherine came down from Maine. She did not like my licking so she wore a mouse trap all weekend, not sure why she does not like it, but I went in the other room and took a long nap.

Another thing I do not like is the heat, many times when the folks are outside, I prefer to stay inside and just lay around.. as much as I like the bunnies, rabbits and squirrels..being cool has a higher value.

Tedy feeling rather pensive..

 

It's my birthday, and that is Devon in the pool...

 

It's my birthday..

I am now achieved the ripe age of 1 ( actually 7 in dog's years), you would not know it though.. no special treats and no cake. They talked about this day, but nothing really big happened. But it was a pretty good day, despite all their rhetoric, got to hang with Andre and Devon all day which is always a lot of fun. They sang happy birthday a couple of times, I barked and got fresh and got in trouble.

They took a lot of pix, and will post them later after dad figures out how to use the new computer.

Some things I have figured out after being on this earth for 1 year..

Sniffing dog butts aggravates the humans, but it is what we do.
Sniffing human butts aggravates them even more.
Hanging out with kids is way more fun than adults.
Cesar Milan, does not know dog poop about dogs.
I have a hard time not hanging in the kitchen at suppertime, it always smells so good.
Laying on Dad's pillow next to mom after he gets up is pretty cool, particularly when the window is open and I can look out.
I used to like water, then I hated it, now I like it.. it does not make sense, but it does not have to.
I lost my testicles at 6 months, but it still feels good.
They have hidden most of the stuffed animals, but I can still imagine on the dog bed.
This spring all of a sudden there were squirrels, chipmunks and bunny rabbits.. guess they got invented in the winter.
Running with the dog pack, is a very cool thing.
Gracey is still laid up, hope she gets better soon.
Commanche is a pretty cool dog also, he can play rough though.
Between 5 and 7 PM I usually act like a fool and get in trouble a lot.
Laying in mud puddles is a lot of fun, I hate baths.

So much going on..

Where do I begin.. lots going on. Let's see about a week ago Mom got sick, she had some kinda reaction to biotics.. she got all itchy and stuff, and went to the hospital for the morning. Then Gracey hurt her leg, we were playing while we were walking one day and she hurt her leg. Guess it is not too good, now Gracie has to go to the hospital for an operation.. and to top it all off she has lyme disease. And then the heat came, and the heat was bad.. I went out for a couple of minutes, but wanted to go right back in the house. I slept a lot during the day, and really rose hell for a couple of hours in the evening. I prefer air conditioning.

One good thing about the heat, was I discovered I like the hose and stick my head under it when the parents are watering and then run around like a nut. This is huge, for me and now everyone thinks I am normal.

I am coming up on a year old, and have been rather pensive later.. stay tuned for more idle rhetoric in the life of a pound puppy.. lots to think about as I enter my second year of life.

The Moth Hunter...

Have discovered so much this spring, but my new fave, except for bunnies, squirrels and chipmunks, is moths and bugs. At night when dad and I go out to do out to do our business for the last time, I always chase these little buggers and when I get one it is like a late night light snack.

Things have been good, Sunday nite we went to Jean and Jimmy's house and got to play with Commanche. Then Peter and Claudia came over with Darby. Darby is a burmese mountain dog, not that I care but she is a beauty. Although she was not as rough as Commanche, she was very cool. We played real hard and I got to lick some new people.

I slept most of the day on Monday, this seems to happen after Commanche and I spend time together.. other than that life is pretty good.

The Chipmunks made me do it...

we were having a nice Memorial Day, Andre was here, mom and dad were working on the new deck...they were just about done for the day and dad came in to close his eyes for a minute.. then it happened, that chipmunk came out when I was in and I got crazy. I put my paw through the screen.. boy did they yell. All I heard was blah, blah, blah again.

Other than that Memorial Day was a good holiday, Andre was here for the weekend..the only bad thing was they left me behind on Sunday when they went to a cookout, not sure why I could not go, but they left me behind for 7 hours and I didn't get into trouble.

Mom is doing less running around as Pop is now home from the nursing home, so she can do more of what she wants to do. That is good because we have more we time.

A bit under the weather..

not sure why, but did not feel good for a couple of days. Not sure if it was from chasing that wascally wabbit before I warmed up or from eating the butterfly bush that they left me in the van with on Sunday. Not sure what happened, but on Monday was sore and sluggish, slept a lot and did not raise too much hell.

But then came Tuesday, and had to use up all the energy stored up from Monday and got into a bunch of trouble, and then it rained could not settle down. Mom and dad, got really pissed and I had to take a bunch of time outs.

Somedays bedtime does not come soon enough, says mom. Maybe Wednesday will be better.

Chipmunks and rabbits..

where have they been all my life?? Really liking this spring stuff, do not remember these critters from last year.. but then again last year my major focus was to bite people's toes. After dad gets up in the morning I hop up on the bed and look out the window.. mom says I quiver when I see a rabbit or a chipmunk. Not sure what I do, but I feel all crazy inside. Mom keeps asking, "Tedy what are you going to do if you catch it??" but all I hear is blah, blah, blah...

Have had the opportunity to chase a couple of these little four legged buggers, but have never caught one yet, but keeping the hope alive by continuing to try. Last night auntie B and Gracie came over for a while and all I did was aggravate Gracie, the normal stuff biting her back legs and trying to hump her. She and I played a lot, but dad was getting aggravated because of all of the growling, barking and jumping around stuff. What do they expect for us to do, lay nice and just be quiet, doubt that.

Spring is nice, so many critters so little time.. they say summer is just as good.

Behaving Better...

Not sure if I am starting to get all growed up or not, but lately been getting a lot of praise that I am acting better.. most of the time. When Devon came over on Mother's day, I did not even make her cry of knock her over. Instead I let her beat me up, as much as a 3 year old can beat me up. Yesterday when we went to get Mom's oil change, I was very good in the waiting room and did not jump or do anything stupid, except for that guy with hair on his face.. I growled quietly. Never saw anything like that before.

I am really liking this summer stuff, so many birdies, mice, bunnies and squirrels.. get to spend more and more time outside with the folks. They are building a new deck, and I help sometimes by taking tools and moving them.

Not sure if this is a silly phase I am going through, but being good is ok, but I am missing "Teddy you are a pain in the ass", or "Teddy knock it off".. have to think about his more before I decide if I am getting growed up or not.

Sitemeter...

My webmaster and I decided to see if all those folks who say they read this blog are really lying or telling the truth. So we decided to install a sitemaster, yesterday 13 of you wonderful folks visited this site, so you ain't lying. Guess there is an audience for crazy dogs. Was not inspired to blog, but now my webmaster says we have to keep the customers satisfied.

The reason that I have not wanted to blog, is that there is not a lot to blog about as everyone has been real busy; mom with Pop, dad with building the new deck and Andre with school. My life has become pretty mundane, with the exception of going for walks and going for swims. I have discover rabbits, they are better than squirrels as they do not do trees, but they are about as fast or I am slow.

They have pretty much Tedy proofed the house, except for last night I scared the crap out of dad. I stole a used razor from the garbage in the bathroom. When dad saw it he went ape crap, as he could not find the razor part of the razor. He started to whine about: "What next Tedy?", "Holy crap how much is this going to cost?" Anyways they did not know that I hid the metal razor part in my bed, and when they found out I got yelled at big time. Not that it matters, because will probably do something like this again. They keep saying Tedy you are getting too old for this stuff, but all I hear is blah, blah, blah...

Anyways thanks for listening you lucky 13, you have inspired me to get my webmaster off of his butt and keep posting.

Life goes on, sometimes it is more exciting than others.

Not much going on around here, Mom has been spending a lot of time with her mom figuring out what is best for "Pop" as he is pretty sick. So we have been doing less other stuff, so I figured I would raise hell as they are not paying enough attention to me. There are only so many mousetraps, and there are more garbage cans than mousetraps.. also cannot put a mousetrap on paper towels, and then there is the dirty laundry. Bored puppy minds are the devil's workplace.

Have come to the conclusion that Andre is my fave, when he comes over we get to wrestle and have a lot of fun. He plays games and makes me crazy, so much so that mom and dad make me go lay down. Sometimes when I play really hard, I have a harder time stopping and they get really mad at me.

Lots of wildlife lately; new birds, some deer and a whole bunch of stuff living in the grass.. bunny rabbits and chipmunks make me shudder with excitement. They also make me have temporary insanity as I completely do not pay attention to what they say or want me to do. Mom keeps saying "Teddy you are getting to old to be behaving this way".

This is not the greatest entry, hopefully the next time I can provide more exciting stuff..

Duck Au Trois...

The other day when we were driving down Hog Hill Road ( not kidding about the name). I was looking out the window and in the middle of the road were three ducks, two males and one lady duck. One of the male ducks was doing the "do" while the other male watched.. mom and dad broke into a resounding chorus of "Why Don't We Do it in the Road". Not sure about the singing stuff, but it was good to see others from my kingdom are as obsessed about this stuff as am I.

I have been in deep doo doo the past couple of days, been kinda nutty started with the bath. Yesterday when we went out to get the paper and pee, I took off after a bunny rabbit.. did not come back for a while, that did not go over very well. Last night when we were visiting neighbors, I took off to go see Gil after mom told me not to. Then I chased Tom's car up the street. Dad says it reminds me of a book he used to read to Andre, "Alexander and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day".. except this phase is lasting about a month.

Not sure why I do it, but the humans are P'Oed about my behavior, not sure what this is about, but this time of year makes me crazier than usual.

Commanche and I, after a whole lot of wrestling and butt sniffing

Commanche and a Bath..

Commanche and his parents came over Saturday nite, great time, great smells(they were having filet mignon). We spent the whole time wrestling and trying to do the do.. not sure why they say that German Sheperds are so bad, Commanche is pretty cool. I was real tired on Sunday.

Wednesday mom took me for a walk to Goddard Park, we went down to the beach and I saw this beautiful Russian Wolfhound.. went absolutely crazy, knocked mom down.. ran in the water got covered with sand. We had to leave.

When we got home I was filled with sand and salt, dad had gotten home from work and they wanted to give me a bath. Tied me to a tree, and started this idiotic human procedure.. not sure why but I went crazy. Did you ever see those crazy dogs on Dog Whisperer, well that be me during bath time. Anyways after a really big too do, and a whole lot of howling they gave me a bath. They wouldn't even let me roll in the dirt afterwards.

I got them back later though, when they fell asleep I ate one of mom's mousetrapless flip flops.. payback is a.....

Micetraps..

The humans say I have gone over the edge, with the taking the garbage out of the bathroom and stealing laundry from them. The other night I took one of mom's undergarments, and chewed on it a little bit.. wow you should have seen that reaction.. it was so easy to chew and smelled sooooo good. This along with stealing the stuffed animals of the grandkids, they have put their paws down. They went out and bought Micetraps.. and now there are these elements of torture ( I may call the DCLU) in the closets near the shoes, in the garbage cans and in the holes in the yard. They may have won this battle, but the war rages.. doggies rule.

Been a good week Andre has been over a lot, I really love Andre. He wrestles with me, takes me out to play ball when the adults get tired. I bark at him and have to go to bed a lot, but he is a blast and I like school vacation better than most holidays. And no rain for about 4 days now, everyone is happy.

Some warm and fuzzy dog stuff...

Our good friends Charlie and Rae sent me an email today and made me realize how important I am to the humans... even though they must say 100 times per day.. Tedy Knock it off...

The average dog is a nicer person than the average person.
-Andy Rooney

Dogs love their friends & bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are incapable of pure love & always have to mix love & hate.
-Anonymous

Anybody who doesn't know what soap tastes like never washed a dog.
-Franklin P. Jones

If your dog is fat, you aren't getting enough exercise
-Un known

Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea.
-Robert A. Heinlein

If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you; that is the principal difference between a dog and a man.
-Mark Twain

Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.
-Roger Caras

If you think dogs can't count, try putting three dog biscuits in your pocket and then give him only two of them.
-Phil Pastoret

Kennel Cough...

guess you can blame Gracie for this one, woke up the other morning with this weird sounding cough. The parents were whining about how it would cost another $80.00, but mom got on the phone and coerced the Vet to just leave a prescription.. all that cost was $3.00, we are all dancing in the streets about that one. I had wanted to go the Vet's as I had to renew the spot where I peed on the wall. I am supposed to be more quiet than usual, yea right..

Still spending some time in the car, as Pop was moved to a rehabilitation facility.. guess that is good for him, dogs are allowed, but am willing to bet that I don't get to go. Yesterday they left me alone in the house for what they said was 1 hour, not sure how these humans keep time. Anyways passed the test, hate that damned cage.

Like this spring stuff, spending more and more time outside.. so many smells and so much stuff going on.. having a great time when they are raking and doing spring clean up. Love the rake and blue tarp, that makes me crazy.

Phat Wips...

technically I don't have wips, yesterday after we picked up Andre in Mom's car they were driving and all of a sudden they noticed my wips were all swollen, my eye was almost closed. Mom called the vet, and we all went 85 miles an hour to get to the vets. When I got there peed on the wall to let everyone know I was there..

They gave me a couple of shots, and sent me home. The Vet thinks it might be a spider bite, that makes mom feel all warm and fuzzy. Mom thought I looked like a Shar Pei, Dad thought I looked like a bloodhound.. Andre thought I had golf balls in my mouth. Now I have to take benedryl for a couple of days.

Of course we got the obligatory whine about the $80.00 bill, for five minutes of the vets time and $3.00 worth of medicine.. don't they realize that I am worth it.

Won't see Aunt B for about a week, Gracie got Kennel Cough and cannot hang out for that much time.. hope she gets better soon, as Gracie is my best friend.

Pop is still in the hospital, heard he is feeling a little better.. so some good news here.. Gram is really tired as she spends a lot of time with him.

Got some real good news yesterday, dad came back from the Doctor's and said there is nothing wrong with his legs.. they are just old and beat up, so he can walk with me again.. goody, goody, goody!!!

59.4 Pounds of love...

went to the Doctor to get weighed, and am getting to be a big dude. They are going to start giving me heartworm pills, yuk.. guess that is the price you pay when you get this house.. you should see my guns.

Not much going on, the rain and northwind stopped, not that I minded, but the humans whined a whole bunch. I am beginning to like the water, and when I get wet then I get crazy and run around in circles after I come out. I do not like to swim, but I go in the water up to my butt and then stick my head in. Mom tells me to swim, but I like things just the way they are. I do things when I want to.. not when adults tell me to.

Haven't seen Andre or Devon and a while, like to be around people more my size. Now that I think of it, haven't seen auntie B or Gracie lately either. Well these things seem to change, and sure will see them soon.

Pop is in the hospital and I have spent a lot of time in the car waiting for mom and Gram.. I don't know what they are talking about, but it sounds like he is pretty sick. Hope he gets better, even though he is not all that much fun.. he is a pretty good dude.

A failure to communicate...

The humans just don't understand that I do not understand everything they say, so I thought a lexicon would be heldful to all humans general..

When they say Teddy hurry up and go.... I hear blah, blah, blah, blah, blah...
When they say Teddy stop humping the stuffed animal.. I hear blah, blah, blah, blah, blah...
When they say Teddy get off of the bed.. I hear blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah...
When they say Teddy knock off the biting..I hear blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah...
When they say Teddy stop stealing clothes.. I hear, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah...
When they say Teddy stop taking stuff out of the bathroom garbage.. I hear, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah....
When they say Teddy stop walking back and forth and going tap, tap, tap, tap... I hear blah, blah, blah, blah, blah..
When they say Teddy stop jumping at the window to get to the squirrels.. I hear squirrels, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah..
When they say Teddy stop digging in the yard.. I hear blah, blah, blah, blah, blah...
When they say Teddy get your head out of the garbage.. I hear blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah...
When I hear Teddy let go of the comforter... I hear blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

I hope this helps all the dumb humans, I do understand no and a bunch of other stuff, but what that is is my secret and maybe someday I will tell you, in the meantime it is all blah, blah, blah, blah, blah to me.

Easter...

that is the most boring holiday so far, no kids!!! Saturday night we went out and stopped by Erika's house, I had to wait in the van. The adults came out about two hours later with green and blue stuff on their fingers.. I could smell Andre and Devon. They were talking about how successful it was because no one spilled the colors.. not sure what any of this means. All I know is that I was not included, and if they wanted something spilled I could have helped.

Easter Sunday everyone was mellow and slow, except me. We spend most of the day in the yard and cut down some small trees and did some raking. I helped carry the the tree limbs into the woods, the adults said I was a big help, and to the truck. Really hit the red zone when I see the big blue leave tarp, it makes me absolutely crazy I attack the dickens out of it, and sometimes I get a free ride.. Also get pretty crazy when the rake comes out, I attack it and bark like crazy. It was a good weekend even though the kids did not come by and there was no one small to play with.

Uncle Jimmy was in town....

got to meet my new fave uncle last Sunday, he is a pretty cool dude who understands us four legged type. He spend some quality time with Andre, Devin and I. It was a good day got to see the rest of the family..and I did not even have to go to the van... I almost hit the red zone a couple of times, but overall mom and dad said I was a good puppy. Jimmy took me for a walk with Andre and Devin, and guess what I had to go. A lady came out yelling and all upset, Jimmy said he would come back and pick it up.. but for some reason we came back a different way.

Uncle Ev and Laurie came by with their dog, "LE", and I kept trying to hump that pretty little thing, not very successful.. but I really do not know what I am doing. I don't even know why I do it.

Lots of rain again, tap.. tap... tap... tap... go from window to sliding door. Not able to get enought exercise, so have to spend some time in bed.. I am so bored on rainy days. How come squirrels and birds do not have to stay in on rainy days??

It is my choice where I go..

Lately the adults have been laughing at me and sometimes getting impatient when I go into the woods to take care of business, I choose not to use the same boring porcelain commode that adults use.. as I like variety. When I go out I sniff, and sniff, and sniff, and sniff and then I walk around in a circle until I find a perfect spot.. then it happens. Sorry if you adults get bored with this, but I doubt if I will change.. blame it on the wolf in me.

I have a relative in New York and he also has a website, the author is pretty bright.. http://imaginaryconversations.com/sulfur/?p=447 , Bumblebee sounds like a gas and someone I would like to hang with. The website can pretty boring for some of you, as it is not only about dogs, but also about decadent youth in the big apple.

Rolling in really stinky stuff...

not sure why I do this, mom thinks it is the wolf in me, but the other day after the rain I rolled in something stinky and yucky ( looked like it & smelt like it).. anyways they had to wash me off and leave me on the deck to dry...I howled like a banshee..

Spent some crate time yesterday, dad was working and mom went to Rae's mom's service, did not like that one bit.. but when Aunt B and mom came back we went for a long walk in the heavy rain.. makes no difference to me, but I do not like baths.

Last night everyone slept later than usual, I ate mom's new top and swallowed a couple of buttons.. what am I supposed to do if I am bored!! I got yelled at big time. They say it will now be later out light.. guess that is good.

The adults have been starting to do some spring cleaning, for some reason I hit the red zone when they rake and I attack that rake. They took out the blue leaf tarp and I hit the red zone really bad.. for some reason that blue tarp to me is like a red cape to a bull. Initially they laugh, but then they wind up getting real mad and I get put on the long leash.. .that is ok I still bark at them.

Chasing the sun..

Haven't seen spring yet, but they say I'll like it. There are a lot more birdies around and their singing sounds like adult whistling. The other day when I was on the bed, with mom looking out the window I saw a big kittie with a white stripe walking through the yard.. I almost went out the window, and got in trouble again.

Dad says it is getting darker out late and earlier out light, all I know is there is more daytime, not that it matters because I see in the dark pretty good. Winter was OK, but I do not like the icy snow, really like the soft snow and snow piles. The icy snow makes my back legs hurt.

Now that there is more daylight there is more sun coming in through the skylights, I keep trying to catch them. Mom thinks I am nuts and laughs at me. Then she takes out the flashlight and I chase the light on the floor.

Sad news one of my favorite adults, Rachel, mother died. I did not know her, but if she was 1/2 as nice as Rachel she would have been a great woman. I don't understand all this emotion stuff, but when I see Rae I will cheer her up or at least give her a big lick.

The adults say I'm bored, how about this..

Everything is back to normal...

After being abandoned in the Animal Detention Center, aka the kennel and then both my adults getting sick things are finally back to normal. The kids were here last week overnight and one time Devon was having a hissy fit on floor, that was great fun, how was I supposed to know not to bite her hair. They said I made things worse, but I don't believe them. Somedays I am the scapegoat for just about everything, stealing those little plastic caps around the toilet, stealing dirty underwear or taking stuff out of the garbage.. I can't be all that bad, I am just having fun.

Mom has taken me out with the pack once again and I am doing better as they are getting smaller, or I am getting bigger, not sure. They still try to knock me over, but I am holding my own.

I weigh 55.4 pounds now at just over 8 months old.. I think I am pretty much full grown, they say I am going to fill out, but I don't want to.

Political Endorsement

If you want to know who to vote for you will not find it here. I am refusing to support any of the candidates as they are not addressing the real issues: testicular implants, testerone shots, being allowed to eat human food on a regular basis, unlimited walking privileges, humping of stuffed animals and in general doing what I want. When they start addressing the important things then I will tell you who you should vote for.

On the other hand the humans are feeling better, and today is another rainy stormy day. Yesterday dad took me for an hour walk in the woods, and this is the first time this has happened in a while. Hope he continues to feel better as I really miss our time in the woods.

This rain is driving me crazy, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.. oh never mind, you already know about this.

Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap.. the sound of a bored dog on a rainy day..

Mom and dad have something called URI's said they got it in New Orleans, so they are boring. Today it is raining like crazy and I am bored out of my puppy mind. I keep walking back and forth, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap,tap, tap, tap, tap, tap tap... then they yell in their hoarse raspy human voices "Teddy sit down" and stop walking back an forth. So I do what I am told.

Then they do not pay attention, so I go in the bathroom and steal something out of the garbage or go in the bedroom and steal a shoe or some clothes. Great fun, but it would be funner if we were out walking with the pack. Have to settle for driving them crazy today.

Outa the kennel, whoopeee...

Got out of the kennel on Thursday AM, dad came to get me... I hit the redzone big time, jumping all over the place, licking and biting and all. When I got home did pretty much the same thing to mom. Not sure what it is, but since I have been home have been called a pain in the ass several times.. guess they do not know how much I missed them.

The kennel was ok, very boring, I ate my bed. The best part was when Bee would come by and visit me. That was cool, thank goodness for the bones they left for me, without them I would have gone out of my mind.

Nice to be home raising hell, and sleeping in mom and dad's bed occasionally.

Oh yea, dad and mom are kinda down keep talking about how the Patriots lost and how they can't believe that.. I am gonna cheer them up.

Hitting the skids big time..

I am now blogging from the kennel, mom and dad dropped me off yesterday gonna be here for a week. Lots of dogs here, lots of smells here, but no mom's bed in the morning and no slippers to steal. It is ok, I laid a huge guilt trip on them when they dropped me off.. see you in about a week.

Forgottabout this... ooow what a lucky dog I am..

Last week we were at Bob's Stores, mom and dad went in and I stayed in the van.. When they came out there was a pretty white dog in the parking lot walking around. Mom and dad went over to the dog with another guy, and they put a leash on him because there was a lot of traffic. Mom called the phone number on the tag, but no answer.. she then called the number on the rabies tag and got the vet. The lady in the vets office, called his person and that scumbag, no good rotten person told us to let the dog go he would find his way home. The lady in the vet's office said as far as she was concerned that they dog was abandoned.

So another lady who was also involved with us and she took the pretty dog, dang that dog almost went home with us, she was real pretty all white with blue eyes.. I got to take a sniff before she left for her new home.. she smelt good. I wish the lady did not take the dog home, that would have been fun.

18-0 Baby.. we are the best..

Sunday was a biggie, we got in the car and after a few stops; Charlie and Rachel, Erika and the kids we wound up at Auntie Yvette's house to watch football.. I was allowed in and got a marrow bone while there was some hooting and hollering while the Pats were on the TV. It didn't work though, after a while I could not sit still and hit the pink zone and had to go to the van for the 2nd half of the game.

It was still fun seeing Kathy, Karen, the kids, Unca Bob and Anyt 'Vette... dad and mom were really happy after the game, Dad kept saying 18-0..

Running with the pack..

One of my favoritist new things is that somedays mom takes me to Ladd School to run with a bunch of other dog walkers, sometimes there are four of five dogs.. Truman the yellow guy, Maggie the black dude, Kaylee the other yellow dudette, Gracie you know her and a bunch of others whose names I do not remember. We chase each other, I grab their tails and we run into each other, great fun.. I am the smallest dog, and sometimes they knock me over, but it is still better than hanging around the house.

The other day we found a deer leg, and we think that Gracie is hiding the deer head somewhere in the big field. Me and the other dogs keep looking for it though, the best we can come up with is some really good deer poop to roll in.

Out of the cage....

Since Christmas have pretty much been out of the crate aka solitary confinement, now sleep in mom and dad's room at night usually I am invited to sleep on the bed, but they squirm too much so go back to my bed. But when dad gets up, I hop right up and get on his side.. they also leave the bedroom door open and sometimes I wander around, but it is no fun stealing stuff if no one watches..

Sleeping this way is much better, on a really good day there are some dirty clothes at the end of the bed I can sleep on.. does not get any better than this.

Sometimes I feel like a motherless puppy...

Mom went skiing with Andre this weekend, and I was left with Dad. I was ok, but I miss Mom a lot. On Friday I moped around a lot looking for her, but by Sunday Morning was full of pee and vinegar once again. Then she came home and I hit the redzone big time.

BTW does everyone know the Pats beat Jacksonville Saturday night, they are now 17-0.. guess that is a pretty big deal, dad was doing some hooping and hollering.. and kept talking on the phone to mom. I got a big marrow bone.. bribery is a good thing.

It is snowing again, can't wait to go shovel..

Oops I did it again, I forgot New Years..

maybe this is not my fault, because the party animals, aka my parents were in bed by 9:00 PM. No one wanted to stay up with me and watch the ball come down, next New Years gonna see if I can hang out with Andre or someone and stay up really late. What a boring holiday..

Another reason do not like New Years, because the food is only OK, not like Christmas or Thanksgiving..

I think that sitting in a car seat is my choice..

I have always liked sitting in Devon's car seat, see no reason to stop even though I hang over and am uncomfortable. Mom and dad think it is funny and I am acting like a big baby, I don't see it that way. As long as I can I will always sit in it when I can.

Me and Commanche Hanging..

My Buddy Commanche came over on Sunday night with his parents Jean and Jim-Bob, we had a blast wrestling, tearing up the lawn and having a good old time. I like it when people come over, because there are always some really good leftovers. Everytime Commanche leaves I am always tired that night and most of the next day, not sure why. Come back soon Commanche, you can bring Jean and Jim-Bob too.

Channeling Canadian Dougie or some random thoughts as we enter 2008

The other day I was channelling, Doug, aka Doogan or the Mexican Bikini inspector.. his avatar inspired me, what a hunk of burning love . Anyways as we enter the new year he helped me sort my thoughts.. these are profound so watch out.

'1'
Blaming your farts on me..... Not funny... Not funny at all !!!
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'2'
Yelling at me for barking. I'M A FRIGGIN' DOG!
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'3'
Taking me for a walk, then
Not letting me sniff crap.Exactly whose walk is this anyway?
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'4'
Any trick that involves rolling over, Stop it!
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'5'
Leaving me alone on the floor, instead of the couch.. now you know why we steal your clothes.. payback is a b...
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'6' The sleight of hand, fake fetch throw.
You fooled a dog! Whoooo Hoooooooo what a proud moment for the top of the food chain.
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'7'
Taking me to the vet for "the big snip", Then acting surprised when I freak
out every time we go back!
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'8'
Getting upset when I sniff the crotches of your guests.
Sorry, but I haven't quite mastered that handshake thing yet.
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'9'
Dog sweaters. Hello ??? Haven't you noticed the fur?
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'10'
How you act disgusted when I lick myself.
Look, we both know the truth. You're just jealous.
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Now lay off me on some of these things.
We both know who's boss here! You don't see me picking up your poop do you?

EVERY DAY IS DOG DAY.
A DOG ALWAYS OFFERS UNCONDITIONAL LOVE.CATS HAVE TO THINK ABOUT IT!

I like Christmas..

Christmas is better than Thanksgiving, because on Thanksgiving you only get great leftovers for one day, but on Christmas you get them for about three days. There are so many people and so much fun.

On Christmas eve went to Erika's, lots of family were there, I was in the car, but dad came and got me. At first I was real good, but after seeing all the wrapping paper, shrimp and cheese I hit the red zone big time. He had to drag me out, it was not a good time to start stealing and jumping on people. How was I supposed to know?? Seemed like a lot of fun.

On Christmas day, it started all over again, they all came to our house, but I did better on that day.. no crate time. Maybe it has something to do with that orange thing around my neck, that seems to go bzzzz everytime I act like a puppy and jump on people and stuff. Not sure why, but everytime I forget and jump on people it makes my neck all tingly.

They all said I am getting much better, not getting into any real trouble, they also say I am growing up, whatever that means. They also say they like me more now that I behave better.

Last Saturday, dad and mom had on their Patriots Sweat Shirts, I got a Big Marrow Bone, so I knew it was Patriots time.. they are 16-0, can you believe it dad kept saying, not sure what I am supposed to be believing. They looked like they were having a good time.

New Years eve, not much going on, dad got home from the doctor's late, they keep talking about lyme disease.. not sure why that effects them so much, I get ticks all the time. When I get them mom has to wrestle with me to get them out.