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.
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