Rogue Agent.

18 06 2008

Jack Bauer has gone crazy and I’m not sure what to make of it. For the past week or two, he’s been so bad! In general, he’s pretty feisty and mischievous, but in a cute impy puck-ish way. But lately he’s jumping up onto the kitchen counters and dining room table, biting my hands and wrists, and stalking and attacking my ankles. And then there’s what he’s doing to Ted. For the past two days, he’s been working really hard to scrape up bits of dust and carpet and dog hair with which to cover Teddy’s food. Ew. Poor guy – Ted, I mean.

Like I said, this started a little while ago. Adam’s been gone all week, too – and it got even worse once he left. Do you think Jack knows something’s up with me and is freaking out?



25 04 2008

So, first of all, Passover pics are up. Not sure why, but I was really excited to sing Ehad, Mi Yodea – I am totally into my number [4 – “arba imahot!”]. Let’s just say that it started a lot better than it ended, but was, well…lackluster when compared to how it went in my head:

Secondly, how cute are all of my boys watching the Magic’s 3rd playoff game last night? Yes, they did suffer a devastating loss, but still…

By the time the game ended, we were sleepy…obviously. But we hung in there until the end.


23 10 2007

The audacity of squirrels. This one has been driving both Jack and Ted pretty crazy. He’s just been hanging out on the window sill as Jack claws at the glass and Teddy licks it. He’s one brave sucker.


Ad and Ted and I went to West Virginia last Saturday – yes, on purpose. We hiked part of the Appalachian Trail and teddy loved it. He pulled us for miles. And, as usual, he climbed like a wild man…except at one point when he got stubborn and would jump off of a little wall. He just wouldn’t do it – and when we tried to lift him up and onto he ground, he just sat back into a big bunch of bushes. He even went so far as to stick his face in a really prickly bush that left stickers all in his fur. After that, every kid at Harper’s Ferry spent at least a good 3 minutes trying to pick them out. I’ll post some pictures from our adventures this week.

What Adam’s Dog Did.

3 07 2007

He’s been an angel for so many months now…we should have anticipated it. Sometime between when Adam left the house this morning and I woke up, Teddy must have had a breakdown – and a very quiet one, at that. When I opened the bedroom door, he was pretending to be asleep in the hallway. He does this when he doesn’t want to move, but knows you’re going to ask him to do just that. This alarmed me, so I got down and stroked his furry face and let him know that everything was ok. I love waking up to him.

As I made my way downstairs, I heard the very hurried click-click-click of his little nails carrying him into the guest bedroom – and another alarm sounded in my head. When I got to the bottom step, this is what I saw:

No, meanies, this is not the usual state of our living room. Teddy got into the trash can and lovingly dragged its contents all over the main floor of the house – an early morning olfactory treat for me. Looks like he left no surface untouched, either. My assumption was that we, in our infinite laziness, must have left a bag of garbage tied up next to the can – which is not the case, as indicated by Exhibit C, to the right.

At the site of all of this, I yelled “TEDDDDDDDY!” and heard an immediate thump upstairs…Teddy trying to hide by squeezing himself under the guest bed. Once I dragged him downstairs to his room, obviously ashamed, Ted took up residence under the desk, where he licked my toes in repentance. Damn dog.

Confronted with all of the above, Jack Bauer was no more interested than he was surprised.

Fellow dog people, please tell us we’re not alone. Is this the worst “trash-strewn-about incident” you’ve seen?