The boys are officially superstars. A friend of mine e-mailed me this week to tell me she had copied one of the photos of TED and HENRY off of my blog to use as her screen saver. For some reason this was so exciting for me….I feel like they have made the big time….the show! I guess I really haven’t talked too much about the dogs since I’ve started blogging…..And I really don’t know why…..maybe I’m a protective mother? I know…ha ha ha. But….those of you who know me know that I talk about them every chance I get……. you know TED and HENRY are my kids. The apples of my eye. The mushers of my heart. They are two of the most incredible companions a person could ever have. Jon and I feel like the luckiest people in the world to have these guys in our life.
TED
We came about meeting Ted because we were looking for a companion for Georgia, my 9 year old Cocker Spaniel. We wanted to give her someone to spend time with in her older years and we wanted to have a younger dog around for us…you know, for when it came time for Georgia to leave us. Originally, we thought we’d like to get a Jack Russell Terrier, but Jon had owned Dachshunds as a boy and convinced me to go look at puppies. The moment we walked in I was in love. Ted was the only smooth puppy and the only black & tan male. He was also the only puppy that stood up and looked us in the eye….on this day he was only 5 weeks old and was as big as a real hot dog. He was only about six inches long and only one inch high. Today Ted is 8 years old. He has been through a lot with us over the years….moving from Beaufort to Batesburg, Batesburg to Red Bank, and Red Bank to Lexington. He has grieved the loss of Georgia with us, suffered through a cervical neck surgery, a round or two with a bunny that wanted to live in HIS yard, bum teeth, a new dog coming into his house, and a ‘bout with fire ants. The thing about Ted that is most amazing is what a loving, caring dog he is….to me, Jon, and Henry. He doesn’t really care too much for visitors and, although he does try to share his toys with visitors, he also spends the entire time barking at them….and barking at them…and barking at them. Regardless, Ted is the smartest pup I’ve ever known. He actually knows English….seriously; he probably knows 50 words or more and will react to those words. He is mommy’s little man. I can’t (and don’t want to) imagine him not being in our life.
After Georgia passed away, we knew it wouldn’t be long until we added another puppy into our home. Not only for our sake, but for Ted’s sake as well. He loved Georgia so much and he missed her. I went on the Internet and found a website called Dachshund Rescue of North America. Here they have dachshunds from across the country that have been abandoned and rescued that are up for adoption. I surfed through to see if there were any from SC and there he was. The sweetest face I had ever seen.
We came about meeting Ted because we were looking for a companion for Georgia, my 9 year old Cocker Spaniel. We wanted to give her someone to spend time with in her older years and we wanted to have a younger dog around for us…you know, for when it came time for Georgia to leave us. Originally, we thought we’d like to get a Jack Russell Terrier, but Jon had owned Dachshunds as a boy and convinced me to go look at puppies. The moment we walked in I was in love. Ted was the only smooth puppy and the only black & tan male. He was also the only puppy that stood up and looked us in the eye….on this day he was only 5 weeks old and was as big as a real hot dog. He was only about six inches long and only one inch high. Today Ted is 8 years old. He has been through a lot with us over the years….moving from Beaufort to Batesburg, Batesburg to Red Bank, and Red Bank to Lexington. He has grieved the loss of Georgia with us, suffered through a cervical neck surgery, a round or two with a bunny that wanted to live in HIS yard, bum teeth, a new dog coming into his house, and a ‘bout with fire ants. The thing about Ted that is most amazing is what a loving, caring dog he is….to me, Jon, and Henry. He doesn’t really care too much for visitors and, although he does try to share his toys with visitors, he also spends the entire time barking at them….and barking at them…and barking at them. Regardless, Ted is the smartest pup I’ve ever known. He actually knows English….seriously; he probably knows 50 words or more and will react to those words. He is mommy’s little man. I can’t (and don’t want to) imagine him not being in our life.
After Georgia passed away, we knew it wouldn’t be long until we added another puppy into our home. Not only for our sake, but for Ted’s sake as well. He loved Georgia so much and he missed her. I went on the Internet and found a website called Dachshund Rescue of North America. Here they have dachshunds from across the country that have been abandoned and rescued that are up for adoption. I surfed through to see if there were any from SC and there he was. The sweetest face I had ever seen.
HENRY
Henry had been rescued – along with five other dachshunds – by a family that just happened to live across town from us. You see, he was rescued from a hoarder. This woman had almost 100 dogs on her property…..ranging from Great Danes to little Pomeranians. They were malnourished, had heart worms and other problems, and didn’t even have fresh water to drink. The county came in and took the dogs. More than half of them were so severely ill that they had to be put down. Henry was one of the lucky ones. He only weighed about 5 pounds, was heart worm positive, and had several rotten teeth from the malnourishment. He also had his ears bitten off and scars along his head and back. He had been through so much that we will never know. We had to go through a rigorous application process to adopt Henry. He had over 50 applications and was in high demand. But we got to adopt him. And thank goodness we did. He is probably one of the sweetest animals I have ever met. From the very first day he has attached himself to me…so much that we call him my tumor. I cannot even sit down without him being right there with me. He was very weary of people and things and would shy away if you picked up a toothbrush…..and even sadder, he never wagged his tail. We are not sure of his age but guesstimate he is around five or six......even though his face is turning gray. He has been with us for 3 ½ years now and is such an important part of our family. He weighs about 15 pounds, loves to sleep in the bed, lay on the couch, and will dance like a bucking bronco to get a treat. And he wags his tail constantly.....like a drum beat! He is mommy’s little angel. A blessing to all that meet him.
Henry had been rescued – along with five other dachshunds – by a family that just happened to live across town from us. You see, he was rescued from a hoarder. This woman had almost 100 dogs on her property…..ranging from Great Danes to little Pomeranians. They were malnourished, had heart worms and other problems, and didn’t even have fresh water to drink. The county came in and took the dogs. More than half of them were so severely ill that they had to be put down. Henry was one of the lucky ones. He only weighed about 5 pounds, was heart worm positive, and had several rotten teeth from the malnourishment. He also had his ears bitten off and scars along his head and back. He had been through so much that we will never know. We had to go through a rigorous application process to adopt Henry. He had over 50 applications and was in high demand. But we got to adopt him. And thank goodness we did. He is probably one of the sweetest animals I have ever met. From the very first day he has attached himself to me…so much that we call him my tumor. I cannot even sit down without him being right there with me. He was very weary of people and things and would shy away if you picked up a toothbrush…..and even sadder, he never wagged his tail. We are not sure of his age but guesstimate he is around five or six......even though his face is turning gray. He has been with us for 3 ½ years now and is such an important part of our family. He weighs about 15 pounds, loves to sleep in the bed, lay on the couch, and will dance like a bucking bronco to get a treat. And he wags his tail constantly.....like a drum beat! He is mommy’s little angel. A blessing to all that meet him.
2 comments:
Your babies are too cute. Ted looks like he has a million little toys (LOL) I love my little ruby the same way. :o)
Roz
I have not visted Ted in a long time but I do remember the barking but once you sit down you are A-okay with Ted and he will even bring you a toy.
Kim
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