The Bigger Black Dogs - From Teeko

Mom and Deana took Lucky and I to the park last night, it was so much fun to run around. They sat in the truck though, and I didn't get why. I kept going to the doors to show them it was safe, then I'd run around, but they'd still stay in most of the time.

I was walking around the front of the truck's bright lights when movement caught my eye. That's when I saw it.

Stretching across the entire field, was the biggest black dog I have ever seen, and as I held still, it held still to! We must have spotted each other in the same instant. As I scoped out his body stretched across the field, standing the same way I was, I thought, I could take him! So I jogged forward to intimidated him, and he moved too! I froze, and realized, there were two of them! Facing me! Big, huge, and black, stretched across the field. But the worst part was...they had no eyes. Just black masses of horror!

I high tailed it outta there so fast! No wonder they were in the truck...

Little Bed - From Mom

Now you can stop being so obsessed with Brayden's Spiderman bed! I got you, a small dogs bed. Your big boy's bed is not good enough for you, but the tiny dog bed is apparently. I'm glad you love it so much and lay in it all the time...even though you barely fit.

Thanks for the Warning - From Mom

As I was about to put on my make up this morning, Teeko walks pointedly into the bathroom, sits between me and the counter, and stares up at me with a sad expression.

"You look guilty..." I comment staring at him. "What did you do?"

Then he starts licking his lips. A lot. Did he really just go eat something and is now telling on himself? Not likely! So when else does he lick his lips a lot? Before he's about to vomit. I quickly run to the living room, about to go out to the balcony, when his stomach starts heaving as he slowly makes his way to the living room. It was like a ticking time bomb, without the digital display to let you know how much time there was left! I had to make a choice! So back to the hallway we went, and I pet him and told him it was okay, as he proceeded to ralph all over the hard wood floor. The apparent culprit was a swallowed chunk of pumpkin from FOUR DAYS AGO that caused the explosion.

He looked very sad and guilty, so I walked him to the bathroom and told him it was okay and to just lay down, which he did. I then go to clean it up...I am out of paper towels. Completely. Out. Not even the sticky glue chunk was left. So I had to use lots and lots of toilet paper. Glad I took a two hour lunch yesterday so that I could be a half hour late this morning! Woot!

But THANK YOU for the warning buddy...because on the carpet.........omg that would have been bad, bright orange on light tan...thank you.

Sorry Buddy - From Mom

As I'm walking around this morning taking Teeko out, I ask myself if I'm going to put his food in his kong this morning. I usually do, but I was running late. Then, thinking about his food, I ask myself, "Did I feed you last night?" I start running through my night time ritual of getting ready, and no. I did not feed him. He didn't even cry or beg for it or give any indication like, 'hello, missing something?' He never does anyway, but when he eats he all but inhales it and freaks out excitedly as I'm pouring it into his bowl.

I think he just assumes he won't be eating, so he's extra excited when he gets to, cuz he lived on the street for God knows how long. So he probably didn't hear me offer him food, and just thought, 'Okay :(,' and went to bed. HOW SAD! As I eat pizza in front of him and send him away when he stares at me. Awwwwwe. Poor guy.

And the night before, I let him sleep in my bed. I woke up to him kicking me repeatedly, so I kicked him back, and he just kept on kicking. So I sit up and realized he was having a nightmare and twitching freakishly in his sleep.

I'm an asshole.

Mutual Trust ... ? - From Teeko

Mom and I have been trusting each other a lot more lately. She even left me out of my kennel one night last week and let me sleep in her bed. But she still holds me really close by my neck when we walk...like she doesn't trust me......but I know she does! I mean she has to right? I'm a good boy all the time. All. The. Time.

Because I know we're trusting each other more, it means when I'm playing with my new friends at the park, I don't have to listen to her as much. She can trust me, I know what I'm doing, and I trust that she won't be able to catch me to spank me nor would she leave me. Usually I get in the car when she says we're leaving, and we had been there a long time, but as I stared into the backseat, I decided I wasn't done playing. I was pretty tired, but there were new dogs and I had to go play with them. It was important. So I trot away and hear the doors shut to the car. Apparently she got the hint that we weren't leaving yet. Silly mom, it's a mutual decision.

Then, as I'm jogging across the park, I heard the car start, and she started to drive away! She would leave me?! I ran so fast up to the car and stood by her window. I didn't put my paws on the car either cuz then she would've definitely left probably! I just stood up and looked at her like HELLO? Aren't you forgetting something?! She rolled down the window and yelled at me as the car stopped. Where does she get off thinking that she gets to decide when we go, or I get left??? Anyway, I got pretty scared, I even gave her my best puppy eyes to let me back in. I guess from now on when she tells me to get in, I probably should.

WTF? - From Mom

Teeko and Lucky were playing tug-o-war in the living room when Teeko managed to spaz the toy away from Lucky. I'm pretty sure Lucky could take him in a real match, but Teeko jumps around and practically flails and Lucky does not appreciate it and gives up.

Lucky then goes to take the toy back from Teeko, so Teeko apparently decides that a good way to prevent him from doing so, is to pee on Lucky's face. Luckily he missed, and instead just pissed all over the carpet.

...WHAT.............THE.....................FLYING...............FUCK?!?!?! REALLY?!?! You'd JUST been outside less than 3 hours before, peeing all over several times, and when is peeing on someone's face ever a good alternative to sharing? Oh well once someone tried to take over the mouse while I was on my computer.......so I pissed on their face.

I just....WHY?!........I mean how can......just..........DISAPPOINTMENT...I mean really how do you.....ehhh!...........no words..............

Stop Being Dramatic - From Mom

I've had two frames since December that I have not filled yet. Both are very cute and they are for dogs. Now that I'm moving desks, it's a perfect time to update some pics, I decided. Finding a pic where Teeko's eyes aren't glowing demonically, or where it's not blurred because he's being a spaz, is tough work! Some are fine, but just not 'frame worthy'. So why not take a few?

I get the camera, call him out of the Bat Cave (ie his kennel) and he rolls onto his back in his kennel, scared. When have I ever called him out of his kennel to yell at him? It's usually to go outside 90% of the time! I finally drag him out and talk nicely, give him some treats, and have him sit. As soon as I position the camera, he runs back in. This goes on until I take him into my bedroom so he can stop hiding.

Talking excitedly to him, I again prepare for awesome photographs to happen. His ears are back, and his eyes are wide, and he raises his paw in the air, as if to shield whatever beating is about to happen. Srsly, look at this. It's even blurred cuz he's jerking around spastically. 

"No mommy! Not the camera! Anything but the camera DEAR GOD IT'S POINTED AT ME!" I can all but hear his brain screaming in horror. Freak. I finally got his toy, and played with him for awhile, until he chewed on it happily, and got a decent pic. The other I used one Deana took with her much better camera. Even my phone camera he freaks out. What is that? Did someone used to take a picture of him then beat him with the camera? Was he raised by one of those tribes that thinks being in a picture takes away a piece of your soul? 

Psycho, anyway, this one was cute, finally! Of course he's happy, he's destroying something. Little shit.