Originally Posted by CarolPa
Addie, I don't mean to make little of your family, but isn't there a dog in the mix somewhere?
Oh indeed there is. Teddy Bear. He is a Maltese and keeps us laughing all the time. Tonight The Pirate made a Ragu sauce and angel hair pasta. He put a plate down for Teddy and Teddy very diligently removed all of the mushrooms and put them on the rug. He then proceeded to slurp up the pasta with the sauce. Teddy does not like mushrooms in his pasta. He ate it one strand at a time. All we could think of was Lady and the Tramp. He is very meticulous in his eating habits. You cannot look at him when he is eating. And you have to put his plate in just the right place. Otherwise he will push his plate to where he wishes to dine.
He hates the rain with a passion. But as his picture showed, loves the snow. The higher the bank of snow, the happier he is. He also has a wardrobe. A Martha Stewart lounging jacket. A Bruins and Red Sox outfit. A heavy McGregor plaid jacket for really cold weather. And his ruferee shirt with a yellow penalty flag in the pocket. Along with many other outfits. A spoiled little pampered brat if ever there was one.
He is very territorial and if anyone comes near my door, he runs right over and starts to bark. Not a good thing to do in elderly housing. All I have to do is just stand up and he stops. But he ALWAYS has to get that last little bark in.
He get the ends of the roast beef at the store near where Spike lives. Spike get day old rotisserie chicken. Nothing is too good for Teddy!
He is Spike's dog, but he brings him here every night so I can get my "Teddy Fix." He makes my day.
Everyone within the five blocks of where he lives, everyone always has a treat for him. When my next door neighbor goes to the bank, she grabs a handful of small milk bones for him. Her and I do not get along too well, but Teddy is another story.