I never had the desire to have a small dog.
But when Jason was 12 and Jonathan was 14,
Jason begged for a Pomeranian.
A Pomeranian?
But, being a sucker for little kids (especially my own)
and animals,
I convinced John that we needed to get a Pomeranian
to be best buddies with
our seven year old Sheltie, Madison!
And we did!
Teddy arrived weighing all of two pounds.
From the day he joined our family, he kept us laughing!
And he made these two little boys really, really happy!
It didn't take long, however, for him to sneak
into each one of our hearts.
He grew to be a whopping six pounds and somehow
accrued lots and lots of names, i.e.,
Ted, Teddy, Tedmeister, Little Tuffy, Pyscho Man, Tedmoe,
Little Hitler, and Tedders.
He passed his training with flying colors, however, proceeded to show us who was in charge each and every day!
It seemed that WE needed to be trained,
not Teddy!
For nine years Maddy and Teddy were best buds.
Maddy was sweet, gentle and had a huge desire to please. Teddy was spunky, feisty and
had a huge desire to do things HIS way!
Although Teddy was a handful,
he was MY HANDFUL throughout the years.
And I LOVED it!
He was so darn cute that
everyone wanted to pick him up and hold him.
And, if he was in the mood,
he'd let you pick him up and be his friend!
Teddy LOVED to ride in cars, swim in our pool, go for walks, and EAT! Everything he did, he did with GUSTO!
When we moved to Dubai he missed his boys,
but he adapted to life in the desert.
He went everywhere with us (when possible)
and became my little shadow!
He made friends here in Dubai,
and willingly posed for many a picture!
But sadly,
Teddy never fully recovered from his pancreatitis.
He fought long and hard,
but I guess it just wasn't meant to be.
He died peacefully in my arms yesterday.
I like to think he is running through a field of green grass, terrorizing his sister Maddy, barking his little head off
and completely pain free.
He was my best little buddy.
So, I guess this is it.....
Hi folks, Tedders here.
Just wanted to share my last bark,
my last growl,
and my last wag of tail.
Thanks for listening
over the last couple of years...
...OVER AND OUT.
RUN, Tedders, RUN.