Saturday, December 6, 2008

Big Boy Stuff

Teddy has been busy lately doing big-boy activities, like obedience drills



walking over the Manhattan Bridge


and helping Dad cook.

Teddy has a big move coming up - he and his mom will be moving 3,000 miles West to Ptown. Lots of pics of the adventure will be posted in the coming weeks.

Friday, September 12, 2008

Almost seven months ago...

Hard to believe he was ever this small.

Pssssttt...

Famous Teddy's who wish Teddy a Happy Birthday...

On this special day, a few of Teddy's admirers wanted to honor a fellow Teddy:


























World famous boxing trainer and commentator Teddy Atlas.



























Guy and Blackstreet founder and world class producer Teddy Riley.

















Everyone's favorite (creepy) talking bear Teddy Ruxpin.



















No introduction needed for Mr. Teddy Pendergrass. He also said, "TEDDY!! YOU GOT... YOU GOT... YOU GOT WHAT I NEED!!"
























The Honorable President Teddy Roosevelt.














Ted Danson, AKA Sam Malone, who also had this to say: "U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A!"

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Update: Teddy Got Big


He hasn't been weighed in a few weeks, but we are pretty sure he's pushing 95-100lbs.



Teddy, however, still thinks he's a lap dog.

Monday, July 21, 2008

For his momma

It's been a while since we posted new Teddy news... I know. We'll have some new stuff up soon.

This one is for his momma, who is currently in Ojai. We love and miss you:

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Teddy got a new bed!

Sometimes he forgets though:

Bruno was here last weekend...

...so was Teddy's alter-ego: Devil Dog!

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Please buy our newest product

Puppy in a Case! And no, that is not a carry on bag. It's actually rather large.

Teddy just happens to be rather large these days too.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Seal vs. Rubber Chicken

Who is the bigger oddball?













Monday, March 17, 2008

Teddy says...

HAPPY ST. PATRICK'S DAY!!














And happy birthday, Aunt Jesse!!

Thursday, March 13, 2008

March 12, 2008

March 12, 2008 shall no longer be known as March 12, 2008. It shall forever be known as the Infamous Mud Butt Debacle of 2008.

Teddy and Moose have been spending the days (while we're at work) in a large exercise pen that is attached to the front of Teddy's cage, with the cage door fully open. We thought it would be good for the two of them to have some contact during the day. Oops...

I came home yesterday evening and thought that I smelled something... umm... off in the building hallway. Chalking it up to one of my neighbors, I continued towards the apartment door.

As I got closer though, I knew that I was going to soon be on clean-up duty. The odor was sharp, getting stronger and emanating from our door.

Upon entering the apartment, I immediately headed towards the bedroom to assess the damage.

It was massive.

I guess Teddy had a little bit of an upset stomach because there were "piles" of poo all over the wood floors. There was also some on Moose's bed, and poopy footprints on both of Teddy's blankets, his bed covering and the towel I had under the water dish. I swear I checked the ceiling just in case I missed something.

It took three quarters of a fresh roll of paper towels just to get all the poo off the floor, and the rest of the roll to do an initial wipe down. Then I took the dogs to the dog park.

When Annie met me there, I gave her two options: (a) she could do the laundry, or (b) the floor scrubbing. She opted for (c) bribe me to do both (a) and (b) by buying me a handle of Dewar's. I acquiesced.

No pictures of the poo for you guys; just an image of Annie's clever little joke. Very funny, Ms. Barker.

Now why don't you just go to sleep... hee hee.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

The Aftermath

The guys were tired after a good 30-45 minutes at the park, but if there's another dog around to play with, Teddy will go until he passes out or drops dead. We obviously prefer the former.

This is what they devolve into when they're too tired to stand up — practicing their ground game:



Sure they look ferocious...















...but they always end up like this:

Teddy likes 'em fiesty; Moose likes 'em easy

Teddy and Moose hit the dog park again yesterday evening. Good times were had by all (the best time was had by Moose... scroll down for the reason), and everybody went home just like we like them — tired.





On Monday, Moose... uh... made a new friend. A... uh... BOY-friend. Yesterday, the love of his life was back, and the two of them kept sneaking off to the corner of the dog park to wrestle and — how shall I put this delicately — be inappropriate.

Here is some of the appropriate material:

An impersonation

This is my impersonation of the last dog on an Iditarod dog sled team:

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Teddy-Moose II is in full swing

I picked up Moose yesterday evening and met Annie at the Dog Park.

Ladies and gentlemen... it's on like Donkey Kong!



PS — Teddy can headbang with the best of them. Check out the moves around the 30 second mark.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Teddy met Moose!

Due to some family emergency issues this past week, I did not get to post anything about "Teddy-Moose I."

It was great! They ended up becoming fast friends, and both missed each other greatly after the night was done.

Here are a series of pics I lifted from one of the cameras that was there:









































Teddy was very displeased upon returning home to our "no dogs on the couch" policy.

Moose will be staying with us next week (3/10-3/16). Reunited and it feels so good, indeed.

We think Teddy dreams of being a dinosaur















Maybe a velociraptor?



















And the answer to your question is: yes, he actually sleeps like that.

Teddy and Bruno "share" a stick

Bruno is my mom's black lab puppy. He is three days younger than Teddy and they are now the best of friends.

"Keep-away" was on the list of activities this past weekend in North Carolina:

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Injury Update

Teddy is fully recovered.

In fact, he made three trips to the dog park this past weekend (only two of which were in the presence of other dogs). He even took a tumble while running next to another dog on Monday, completing a full front somersault. He popped back up uninjured, though.

This is what he typically looks like for the next few hours after a dog park visit:

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Honestly?

The positions that this guy finds comfortable are... impressive?





































Teddy's gift from Grandma Thomas

Teddy's nose was in the box before it was fully open. I think it's safe to say that he loves his Sizzlin' Bacon Jerky Treats.















The purple bow is still up for debate.

Friday, February 15, 2008

Post Valentine's Day Pop Quiz

Watch the following video with sound, and answer one simple question:

Which one of the following choices is making this sound?

(a) an 85 year old, asthmatic man
(b) a tornado
(c) a completely healthy 5 month old puppy
(d) a chainsaw



If you answered (c), then you are correct. It was this guy:

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Teddy's new fashion statement

On consecutive night's walks, Teddy let his pent up puppy energy get the best of him (not being able to go to the dog park has been rough on him), and started jumping around on the leash. These side to side movements ultimately ended up in him tweaking his leg injury and whimpering in pain. It's like a dagger in my heart every time I have to hear him in pain.

So after re-aggravating his injury on Saturday and Sunday night, we decided to take Teddy back to the vet's office and get his leg looked at again. The vet confirmed the original opinion that nothing seems to be broken, but how do you make a puppy understand that he can't run around without risking further injury?

Well, you don't. You do this:



















This is Teddy's new couture; a soft wrap to help stabilize the leg and keep him from tweaking his injury (which is more than likely an ankle sprain of sorts) for the next few days.

I like to tell Teddy that it's his QB wristband, and he's got to keep making the correct play calls.












Or it's the puppy version of the Save Darfur wristbands.











No matter what I say... he seems to be comfortable with it. So we're happy.



















Friday, February 8, 2008

Injury Report














The Tedster is currently hobbled.

Yesterday evening, as Teddy was running through the dog park, he was blind sided and rolled over by a big, 80 pound, black lab, running perpendicular to him. The lab was so focused on the ball that he was chasing, that he didn't see Teddy; and Teddy didn't anticipate him. It was completely accidental.

I turned just in time to see Teddy limping back towards me; his front left leg in obvious pain. I checked him out to see if he could just shake it off, but it was apparent that he had hurt it beyond that point.

I put him back on his leash, and slowly took him out of the park. He was favoring that leg heavily, but still in high spirits as he tried to play with a few other dogs on the way out. While I was closing the gate to the park, he sat patiently waiting with his front left paw held up in the air, hanging loosely.

I immediately took him to the vet, who checked him out and said nothing seemed to be broken. Teddy didn't whine or whimper once as Dr. Turoff flexed his joints and gently checked his entire leg for painful areas.

Dr. Turoff told me to keep an eye on it over the next couple of days, and if it doesn't get better, to bring Teddy back in for x-rays. I almost started bawling on the walk home, watching Teddy try to maneuver his way down the sidewalk. To his credit, he walked all the way home, even trying to run at points.

I'm hopeful that it's just a sprain or muscle bruise, but it still pains me to see him limping. He's such a good boy.

I'm sure he'll be back rare form in time for the epic Teddy-Moose Brawl of 2008 on February 23.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Guess who gets a gold star for the morning...



















Not this guy... but nice shirt.

He's actually giving it to Teddy for not having an "accident" in his crate this morning. Good job, Teddy!

He's an educated pup

Teddy's turn-ons: Reading

Monday, February 4, 2008

Torture — Day One

Today is the first of many days to come... and it's hard.

Today is the first day that Annie and I have to leave Teddy in his crate while we go to work.

I am currently counting down the hours until lunch, which is when I'll go home and let him out for some exercise.

tick, tick, tick, tick...

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Size Check

Paws and ears... we think he's got some growing to do:















Teddy Arrives

First off, we need to thank Linda and Jeanette from Posh Pets Rescue.  They were great throughout the entire adoption process, and it was obvious to me and Annie that they really do care about the welfare of the animals that they foster.

Jeanette brought Teddy over around 2:45PM yesterday, and Teddy started to explore his new home.  We walked him around the grounds, and he sniffed everything.

Jeanette spent about a half an hour or so inspecting Teddy's new digs, and decided that we were worthy parents.  A little bit of paperwork later, Teddy was ours.

Teddy immediately declared our bed to be his.  We indulged him for a while... he's too cute not to.  He is now politely asked to get "off the bed" when he jumps up.  He's got a home bigger than a studio apartment all to himself.



















He had two little accidents in the apartment (one on the hardwood, and one on the rug), but that was our fault for not immediately getting him outside when he started walking around.  He hasn't had one since.

Originally our plan was to keep him in the apartment all night, in order to get him acclimated to us and his new home.  We changed that plan after we watched his excitement during our numerous walks.  We had to take him to the dog park in order to tire him out some.

Teddy loved the dog park.  Soon he was running around, tackling anything on four legs.  Romper, a 9 month old pup, quickly became Teddy's good friend (AKA, wrestling buddy).















After about 30-45 minutes at the park, we dragged Teddy away.  The half mile walk home was memorable.  Little did we know, Teddy was so tired that he did not want to walk.  Halfway home, on Henry Street, Teddy started trying to duck into every business front door, thinking it was home.  He tried to stop walking and started to whine a little, just wanting to be home and

What could we do?  Well... this:















Teddy spent the rest of the evening sleeping.

Oh...  and most of the morning.  He slept through the night beautifully.  I got up around 7:15 this morning to take him for a walk (he took care of ALL of his business on the walk... he's a good boy), and he's been sleeping on either my or Annie's lap ever since.

Welcome to Teddy's Excellent Adventure.