April 3rd 2009 7:42 am
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So my little sister Britnee came in October and then it was on. I was completely potty trained by November and my obedience training went on to trick training. With Britnee following along and training beside me. As bratty as she is, I have to admit this tiny little puppy was awfully cute trying to master the tricks with me. And she is extremely bright. She too, was awed by the ancient one - Brandee, the 15 year old Shar Pei. Brandee, though, was deaf and blind by this time and just tolerated the little cussed puppy trying to play at her feet.
Christmas was a marvelous time for all of us. Brandee got these wonderful chew bones and Britnee and I filled our toy basket even more with wonderful toys. Some of which made noises similar to the animals they were shaped like. I learned to 'sit pretty', give 'paws up', and 'pray'. Britnee fell over, and at six months, still falls over whenever she tries to 'sit pretty'. I started differentiating the toys that I fetched and learned their names. There is a 'kitty' and a 'kangaroo' that are my favorites now. I also like the 'rope' and we use it for Britnee and I to play tug of war. Britnee and I chase and play fight almost constantly when we aren't playing with mama, doing tricks, or sleeping. Britnee ruined a couple pairs of mama's good heels and became a bad influence on me. I went through a shy period and got my annoying bark in December as well. Britnee doesn't bark at all, but I keep watch. Any foot or even stream of light from a car, puts me at attention and requires me to tell everyone in the house to be on alert. This is accomplished through a stream of very loud, annoying barks. Mom taught me to 'quiet' then. She kindly uses 'thank you' when I use my bark to warn her when someone actually knocks on the door or walks onto our property but other than that - she just uses quiet when I am yelling at the cat or barking for no good reason at all. I know there is a good reason...but she obviously doesn't appreciate it.
February came and went quickly. In March, Britnee and I had to say good bye to the ancient one. Daddy and Mama felt that her quality of life was not what it should be and she appeared to be in pain most of the time. So now, it is just Britnee and I ruling the roost.
I turned one year old on March 20th, and that weekend, it was as if my ears adjusted and suddenly I could understand Mama's human talk. Now she talks to me and I appear to understand her. And she understands me as well. I can tell her I want to play and she says go get your 'kitty' or go get your 'kangaroo', and I do. I have a different look and mannerisms when I have to go outside. IF she can't hear me ring the bell at the door, I can go to her and tell her I have to go and she asks "Do you need to go outside" and I say "yes" and she opens the door for me. I am a yearling now and the human world is opening up to me and I suddenly am understanding my mama and my place in her life and how very lucky I am. She understands how smart I am and how grown up I am. I am her only little boy and she thinks I am growing into a very handsome Teddy Bear. At first glance, I can easily be mistaken for a female, because I am so cute and fluffy, but Mama looks in my face and see's the handsome male Alpha that I inspire to be in my compact, cute, 15 lbs.
My trick training progresses and I can now jump - over my mama's legs and through a hoop. I also 'crawl' military style under obstacles. Mama thinks I am really talented for just a year old and can't wait to see how much more I grow in talent and agility. So there is my first year and my "Ah ha" moment. I understand now. I am lucky to have my Mama and my mama thinks she is very lucky to have me.
This is Teddy,
Finally...signing off for a while.
April 3rd 2009 6:52 am
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So my sister, Britnee has kept her own diary of what it has been like growing up as my lil sister ever since she came to join our family in October 2008. I have updated my profile and my pictures but haven't posted a diary until now.
You see, I am a very busy dog. Taking care of that bratty little sister of mine is only one aspect of my busy days as the love of my Mommy's life. Taking care of my Mommy and my human sisters and entertaining every one with my small pocket of tricks takes almost as much time as training Britnee.
The first year of my life has been a full one, I must say. I was born March 20th to a finicky Bichon Frise, that refused to breed with any stud until she met a Shih Tzu. Ooo la la! I had one brother and one sister that were swept up in swift time. And then I was alone, until I was nearly 12 weeks old. Then one day, my mother's human pulled me from my crate and drove 90 miles to meet my very own mother and forever home. I was just a little scared bundle of fluff then. Mama brought Daddy's (then) 14 year old Shar Pei with her to meet me. This majestic ancient Chinese female - she wasn't very impressed with me at the time. But mama laid down beside me and picked me up and set me on her chest and looked into my scared little eyes. She decided then and there that she couldn't live without me and she definitely couldn't let me go back to the puppy farm.
She loved and cuddled me the 90 miles back to my new home. She looked at me and all she could think of was Theodore from Alvin and Chipmunks, or a little Teddy Bear, so as uncreative as mother was in the moment, I stayed 'Teddy' my screen name from the breeder's site. Once we were home, she gave me a bath and cuddled me all night long. Within 2 days, I came out of my scared shell and became hers whole heartedly. This was June 2008. Mama took me everywhere with her. We went to softball tournaments where I was oooed and awwwed over by many humans. I never had much of an affinity to other dogs, especially if they were anywhere in the vacinity of my mama. But I didn't seem scared much anymore.
I was a natural fetcher. This stole my Daddy's heart right away. I would fetch anything they threw for me and I would come right back. Of course, it might have been that I never strayed far from mama. I followed her feet from room to room and to this day I am rarely in a different room from her when she is with me.
Mama became obsessed with me. Her love of dogs was magnified three fold and she found herself watching Animal Planet almost constantly while she was doing chores, cooking dinner, or relaxing. She fell in love with Dogs 101 and It's Me or the Dog and started learning everything she could about both my breed and my abilities. We went to potty training class at Petsmart and soon she had a bell hanging at the back door and was teaching me how to ring it to let her know I needed to go outside. I didn't potty train easily. I got to playing and would ignore the need to go until I was piddling on the floor in the house. It took months of consistent training and a little maturing on my part.
In August, I got my last round of puppy shots and then was neutered in September. Daddy was so jealous of mommy and I's awesome relationship, he decided he wanted his own female little Teddy Bear. So mama began the search. Weeks of searching first led mama to Dogster, where she set up the family's profiles and then in mid-October she found Britnee. Britnee came home to join us in October 2008 on Halloween. It was about that time, that I turned 6 months and became almost 100% potty trained.
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