Poor Ted

My name is Teddy.
Sometimes they call me Ted but most commonly I am called Knucklehead.
I love the girl that owns me.



The little girl who owns me frequently racks her knuckles on the top of my head to make sure I am still a knucklehead. She used to try and pull my ears off so I consider the knock an improvement.
She has used my food to soak her feet in and I don’t mind.



She sometimes drops food that I am happy to scarf up. I am still all feet, awkward, clumsy, and my tail at times nocks stuff over especially when I am running around in tight circles as fast I can doing my spin to the door when I get to go outside. This is my second Christmas not very long ago I looked like this.



Santa was good to me.



I am not going to go into great detail about all my trials and tribulations but I want to share a few things that happened to me in the last few weeks.

Thing One

My Mom was sitting quietly in her reading chair reading a book.
The little girl who owns me was on the floor looking at me as I was lying down and resting near my Mom.



“Momma, is dat Teddy’s butt?”
Mom looks at what she is talking about.
“No, that is where Teddy goes pee. His butt is under his tail dear.”
Mom goes back to her book.
Now this little girl plays with my tail a lot. She ties things to it. She hangs on it so I can slide her across the kitchen floor. I just laid there relaxing and sleeping while she was busy messing around with my tail. All of the sudden…..I felt this little finger touch me right outside of my butt hole… In shock my head snapped up like lightning drawing the attention of my Mom. I was in shock just thinking Whoa!!!!!!! Whoa!!!!!!! Whoa!!! Mom Help!!!!


One look at Ted’s shocked face and I had to ask.
“What are you doiiiiiiiing?”
“I sink I found Teddy’s butt Momma!”
She was sitting all innocent holding up her finger to me, not even conscious of the fact that it is a dirty place to place your finger. I bit my tongue and explained to her that she is not to touch Teddy in certain places and marched her to the kitchen to wash her hands.

Thing Two

My Mom was in the computer room. I was with the girl that owns me in the dining room.
Plink, plink, plink, caching, ptt,pttt, plink…
Roaring laughter from the little girl who owns me…
Plink, plink, ctchink, plink, ptt ptt…
My Mom asks the little girl who owns me:
“What are you doiiiiiing?”
Through her laughter she says. “Joe give me some coyins!”
“Well what are you doing with the coins?”
“I am put dem in mine Teddy’s eayers.”
She was loading the dogs’ ears with coins and watching him shake his head as the coins went flying all over the place.
I picked up the coins and put them away before they broke a window or something. Why did we even bother buying her any toys? Her greatest joy is the little games she makes up by herself…
Poor Teddy….


This post was inspired from the great post at
Moogie’s World
Pass that Crown over here would ya Moogie?