I'm a star!
Thanks to a terrific NEBCR volunteer and adopter, I'm getting to star in my very own short film. I'm practicing my awards acceptance speech now...
Little Ted or TedTed
as we call him is doing very well. In fact, he is
slowly earning his GoodDogTed title! He continues
to be wonderful with other dogs, and he is getting
more comfortable around people. He takes cues from
the other dogs in his foster home - we can now let
Ted off leash in safe, open areas and he comes flying
back when we call him and the other dogs, and plops
his butt right down in an expectation of a treat.
Now that he is more comfortable in his foster home
and gets plenty of exercise, he no longer barks when
we leave! Yay! He also settles beautifully at night.
Finally, TedTed continues to be a very comical and
entertaining houseguest. We love to watch him in the
morning - he will now sit and wait in an open crate
until released (he can't do too long, but he is getting
better every day) and then he does the cutest little
dance by the door. After the dance, he remembers that
he hasn't checked the toy basket, so he runs back
to see if there is anything new in it! :)
He is a wonderful little dog still waiting for a
Okay, let's make one thing clear. Anyone who wants to adopt
me needs to have a squeaky ball, cookiez and something called
'thecouch'. So go ahead and check if you have ball, cookiez,
and thecouch and meanwhile, I will tell you a little bit
Where do I start.... my foster mom says that I am a little
border collie with a big heart and enough personality to
share around. I don't mean to show off, but foster mom says
I am loveable, smart, intense, fun, and very quirky. Hm,
I don't know what quirky means, but I bet it's good.
Really, I am good at a lot of things. That's just the way
One, I am very good at making my humans laugh and giggle.
I can't help it. My foster mom says that I am very innocent,
but I accidentally get into mischief.... like all the time.
You can read all about it here http://nebcrfosters.blogspot.com/search/label/Ted.
Like the other day. I was jumping into the car to go for
a ride (I like rides!) but I got confused about the crate
opening and I ended up getting stuck next to and later behind
the crate. So foster mom had to rescue me by taking the
whole crate out. Man, being stuck behind a crate when you
should be riding to the park stinks! So I am glad I am no
longer stuck behind a crate. Anyways...
I am very good at reading doggie language. And at doggie
herding and wrestling games. Occasionally, I don't like
it when other dogs come up to me when my foster mom tries
to strangle me on the thing called the leash, but I always
enjoy meeting other dogs when the thing called the leash
disappears. And I just rock when it comes to living with
other dogs. In fact, I think life would be little sad if
I had no doggie siblings!
Three, I am good at pretending that kitties are invisible.
Don't get me wrong, cats are cool, but really, who has time
for more than a quick hello? I am usually too busy attacking
the hose or squeaking my ball to pay any attention to kitties
after I politely say hi.
Four, I am really, really good at running after a ball.
See, I came from a place where there were no balls or things
called the 'toys' so it is only very recently that I discovered
them, but let me tell you, TOYS ROCK! You can do so much
with them run after them, flip yourself in the air
to catch them, squeeze them to make noises, wrestle with
them, play tug with them... I definitely need my new home
to have something called the 'ToyBasket'. I am still trying
to figure out how to make sure that toyz find their way
back to foster parents so they can throw them again, but
I think I will get it soon.
I am good at being hypnotized by human touch. Like today,
my foster mom was clipping my nails and brushing me outside,
and I just rolled on my back and stretched out and next
thing I know, I am out dreaming of the white poodle girl
next door. She is cute, hehe.
Six, I am very good at plopping my butt down. I never thought
of it as a special talent of mine, but then I discovered
that getting your butt down will get you thingz. Like cookiez.
And the door opening. Or the ball being thrown. It was a
pretty cool discovery! So now I plop my butt down all the
time. Cookiez for a butt plop anyone?
I am good at staying right with my foster parents and my
doggie siblings when we play outside. Why would I leave
when they have the ball, cookiez and my foster sister takes
me on fun chasing games in the green stuff called grass?
So I am pretty cool, and foster mom says no wonder I break
hearts everywhere I go! That said, there is always room
for improvement, and I am striving for nothing less than
am also not crazy about living with men. My foster dad is
okay most of the time because he gives me bones, cookiez
and he is the master of the chuck-it. But he is tall, and
if he picks up anything in the house and carries it around,
I kinda panic. So I think I would be more comfortable living
with women only. Or maybe with a non-scary man who would
give me the space and time to become more brave.
And that's that. If you think you would like me to come
and make you laugh on daily basis, then please fill out
an application and contact my agent (that would be my foster
mom, you silly!). I currently live in Western Massachusetts,
but I often vacation in Central New York.
Note from Ted's agent aka foster mom:
35lb, Ted is a little peanut of a dog, but he is all border
collie intense and busy and in need of something
to do. He is also very funny and a snuggler extraordinaire!
Ted spent the first few years of his life with little human
contact you can read about it here http://www.nebcr.org/How_to_Help.html,
but he is doing remarkably well given where he came from.
He is a sweetheart, and he is looking for a home experienced
in the use of positive training methods where he will continue
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