Look at me! I'm sleepin' like a baby!

I love my new mom.  Today we went to the vet.  I was a perfect gentleman.  The doctor said nice things about me.  I gained six pounds.  And the film on my eyes is going away.  And my diabetes is under control enough that they can fix my thyroid.  I don't know what's wrong with it.  Ireally don't know how I became such a raggedy mess, but I'm sure glad somebody loves me now.  I'm an old baby, and I'm so glad I'l get to have a nice last few years.








This is me with my Mommy, Paula.  Isn't she beautiful?  Kindness and love are the most beautiful thing in the whole wide world.  And after all the years of nobody caring about me, I actually get to be loved!!!!!  It's really exciting.

Okay.  I need my beauty rest.  G'nite.

Your friend,
Teddy

I got a name!

It's Wolfgang, as in Amadeus Mozart.  Wolfie for short.  Because I look like a wolf.  :))

Oh Happy Day!!!

Hi nice peoples!  Today is the first day of the rest of my life.  I was in Kern County Animal shelter.  It's an awful place.  Paula's rescue pulled me for Lori's rescue.  American humans are so amazing.  I mean some of them are obsessed with dumb stuff like their cell phones, but the others.... they help dogs like me live.  I am grateful.  I will try and demonstrate my gratitude by not peeing on the carpet.  It will be an effort, but I will try.  If I can remember.

I'm staying at Miss Lola's house.  She's real nice. She sang to me the whole ride home.  And she took me to target to buy a collar and leash.   I'm not going to lead her around on a leash!  It just makes no sense at all.  People are funny.

Now she's taking me to meet a clan of chiwa friends of hers.  Apparently they're fat little chiwas.  Fat is good.  It's a sign of happiness.  No one at a shelter is ever fat.  We melt away to nothing then they stick a big needle in us and we disappear.  Kinda scary. 

I don't have a name yet.  We're taking suggestions.  She named her last boy dog Ruffles, so please don't offer the girlie stuff.  She will bite at it.  and I'm already at a disadvantage because I'm so small.

Okay, bye.  Thanks.

Your friend,
soon-to-be-named.  <3

My future is uncertain

I like my new life.  I raided the garbage can the other day.  That was crazy fun.  I even got yelled at.   Getting yelled at by somebody that loves you is really nice.  I'm still struggling though.  My blind collar was a failure.  I kept getting tangled up in it.  I'm still hoping to make it to West Hollywood.  It's a dream I have, like in those movies with the big happy endings where everybody cries.  I really want a happy ending.  The failed collar was a setback.  Probably why I raided the trash can. 

We're hoping to get Petmed.com to donate some of my medicine.  It costs $300 / month, and it's draining my sweet Paula and her rescue.  That's bad, because then she can't save my friends in the clink.  And there are so many of us there.  

Paula pulled a little wawa the other day for Lori's rescue.  This is him.  He's four years old.  Lola is gonna name him.  Turns out he's going to my dream home in West Hollywood with Lola!  He might even get to live there forever.  Which means someday we might be brothers!  It'll be nice to have a friend to talk to.

Well anyway, thanks for reading.
~ Teddy

Look at my new blind-boy dog collar!!!

This is my new collar!!!  Lola's friend, Rebel is modeling it.  She is going to mail it to me.  When I get it, I'll tell you if it makes me an independent dog where the rest of the pack starts to like me.  I hate being the reject.  :((

This is it without a dog in it.  It's kind of cute.  I'm stylish.  :))  The bows aren't girlie-bows, Lola added then to give it more stability so it doesn't flop around and get me hooked on things.  Wish me luck!!  I really, really want to feel free like the other house-babies.  Being alone makes me sad. 

Your Friend,
Teddy

BLIND DOG WALKING

I howl.  Apparently people don't like that so much.  My new mom is gonna make me a special collar with long whiskers so I can feel the world around me.  Maybe then I won't feel so alone when she leaves me, and maybe then the other dogs will want to be my friend.   She says she's gonna make it real cute.  Oh God, please don't let her make me look like a girl!! 

Oh boy, this is real good news.  I'm going on a day trip to West Hollywood.  It's a day trip because apparently you aren't allowed to howl in West Hollywood, and if I howl, I can't stay.  I don't howl to be pretty.  I just -- it's the blind thing.  It's all black, everything.  And if I move, it all bumps into me.  Or else it's just forever space with no end.  The light and the dark are all one thing.  And nobody likes me except my mom.  I'm not sure anyone can even see me except her!  Like maybe I'm INVISIBLE!  My mom's gonna put little bells on everyone so I can hear who's around.  I like that idea.

Anyway, I'll post a picture of my new collar soon as I get it.  Unless it's all girly-looking.  Then I'll just pee on it.

Yours,
Teddy

Gravy Makes the World Go Round

Right now we must eat more food with gravy.  Because we won't get gravy anyplace else.  And times are tough.  And the cliches are right -- gravy conquers all, gravy is a many splendored thing -- all you need is gravy.  Oh boy do I love gravy.  So find someone who loves you and smother them with gravy.  That's this dog's advise.  

This is my friend, Louie.  Can you believe it?  This was the sell shot they took at the pound.  Idiots!  He hated this picture.  Or maybe he just hated the fear.  Or maybe it was the pain from all the foxtails biting into his skin and his ears.   Or maybe just that someone who he thought gravied him a lot left him on the side of the road.  Louie 'n me were rescued the same day.  It was a heavenly day.  Paula took us to Jack in the Box and fed us hamburgers.   Then Louie got flown up to Muttville, and I got to live with Paula.  Muttville is amazing.  They only rescue old dogs like us.

This is Louie today.  Look at that face!  Boy comfort and safety sure are nice.  I'd like to talk to him, tell him how happy I am.  See if he gets scared too when the lights go out and nobody is there.  For me the lights are always out.  It's a blind thing.  But I'm gonna be okay.  I'm gonna get my halo, and then I'll be able to get around like a normal dog.  Can't wait to tell you all about it!!!





Much gravy,
Teddy

There's a Face for Radio

My mom thinks I'm beautiful.  It's true,  I'm looking pretty spiffy now.  But not in this picture, oh boy.  It was taken my last day inside.  You know what it's like?  Like you're alone.  The walls and floor are cold.  There's terrible sounds, all echoing at once.  And you get so scared, you turn hollow inside.  So hollow, you can feel your blood slowly stopping.  It's kind of a buzzing sensation.

This is me the day after I got out.  I think I must be handsome.  All the voices sound happy like the ones that took home all the pretty furbabies in the pound.  I wonder why they call it pound?  Maybe they sell off all the dead bodies by the pound.  Just a thought.

This is me listening to my CD's.  I'm starting to have favorites.
 

My First Post

Hi.  My name is Teddy.  I'm from Bakersfield, CA.   That's what they tell me.  I forget where I'm from.  The power to forget is sometimes a gift.

I'm a dog.  One of the lucky ones.  I got to live.  I was in the clink and this really nice lady named Paula got me out.  She said my picture was on Facebook and it got 653 posts!  Wow!  Nobody ever loved me like that before.  Ever. 

I can't even describe how magical Paula is.  She took me to a lovely spa that cut the clusters of grease from my hair and made me smell nice.  Oh boy, did I smell bad before that.  I don't know how she even wanted me.  I was ugly, pathetic, sick, blind. 

After she made  me clean, she took me to a doctor person who talked to me real sweet.  It had been so long since I heard sweet words.  In the big house you just hear your friends crying, and stories of the room with the needle in it. And then your friends disappear, and you hope they got out instead of getting needled.  But you never know...

I was feeling extremely beautiful by this point.  But the doctor person did not have good news.  I had something called diabetes.  And it was peaking at the 400 level.  I don't know what that means, but it made my sweet Paula frown, and it's my job to keep that from happening.  I have yearned my whole life for a person I could make smile.  So I let her stick the pins in me to fix this thing.  It hurts a little, but it makes her smile, so I go along with it. 

Her dogs don't like me.  It's not their fault.  It's because I'm blind.  My head leads the way and I'm always bumping it into things.  Paula's friend, Lola, is going to make me a halo that will bump into the world before i do.  It will be nice.  

My thoughts are on my forever home with Lola.  She lives in a place called West Hollywood, dog haven of the world!  Paula tells me all about her.  She wrote me a song.  It's the prettiest song.  Paula sings it to me all the time now.  And she's telling Lola how to stick the pins in me.  I guess it's a human ritual.  I'm going along with it.  It's my job. 

Well, that's it for now.  I'll keep talking to you.  About my mom, Paula and my journey to my new home with Lola.  About being blind.  And about being unwanted.  Most of all about my friends still in the stoney lonesome.  It's an awful place.  We hide in the corner and pray for help.  The young & pretty ones have a good shot of getting out.  Ones like me.. we pray for angels.  There are so many of them out there.  I think people are so beautiful.  Their kindness looks exactly like God.

Your friend,
Teddy