Bertha Is Sleeping on MY Floor

Posted on May 30, 2013 by Teli

Bertha is a friend of mine from the street. She really does not have a home but many of the neighbors love her and feed her. I like to run and play with her on the beach.

Sometimes mom lets Bertha come into the house so she can sleep and relax a little instead of always being out side. Sometimes I let her in my house, other times I do not want her in my space.

Today I let her come in. We started playing and Bertha jumped up on MY bed! I was way into playing to get angry with her. We were having a great time.

Teli and Bertha playing on the bed

Teli and Bertha playing on the bed

Having a good ole time

Having a good ole time

A little kiss among friends

A little kiss among friends

Then I had enough and I made Bertha get on the floor again.

Now there is another problem. Bertha has been sleeping on the floor since 8AM. It is now 11:30AM and she is STILL here sleeping.

Bertha has been sleeping here for over 3 hours

Bertha has been sleeping here for over 3 hours

I keep checking on her and she switches sides or rolls on her back but no matter what the position is..she is still in MY house on MY floor and she does not look like she plans on leaving any time soon.

Eeeyyy, I do not mind her visiting but she needs to learn when it is time to go to her own place, wherever that may be, and let me have my home back all to myself.

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Ride To Get The Mail

Posted on May 30, 2013 by Teli

My friend Juan Carlos came and picked my mom and I up yesterday to take us to get the mail. Sometimes mom buys stuff from USA and has it sent here. This time she bought some t-shirts on EBay. They are for our morning walks. They have dog stuff on them. I like them alot.

I like riding with Juan Carlos because he really likes me and I feel good around him.

My problem is that I do not like to lose sight of my mommy. I have to know where she is at all times. It is my duty to make sure she is safe and I take this responsibility very seriously.

Keeping an eye on mom

Keeping an eye on mom

Teli sitting on Juan Carlos lap

Teli sitting on Juan Carlos lap

By the way, Juan Carlos has a taxi service called JC Taxi.

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My Picture on Dog Shame

Posted on May 27, 2013 by Teli

My mom submitted my picture to the Dog Shame web site.

They put it on their FaceBook Page – Dog Shame here – Teli did nothing wrong.. Their page is very funny. If you like dogs make sure to like it so you can have a good laugh sometimes just like my mommy does when she reads about the dogs that have been shamed.

My name is Teli, The Dominican Dog. “I never do anything wrong but I wanted to have a sign like everyone else. (Thanks mom for helping me make a big lie).”

Teli, The Dominican Dog, never does anything wrong

Teli, The Dominican Dog, never does anything wrong

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Video – Getting The Yummy

Posted on May 22, 2013 by Teli

This is a new video mommy made. She took pictures of me while I was trying to get the cheese. She thought it was funny that I was trying all my cute stuff to get just a little taste of that yummy Gouda cheese she was eating. I tried barking, looking mean, looking sad and even a hard stare.

I really did not think it was that funny until I saw myself in the video.

I guess I am pretty funny sometimes, wink, wink. Oh, by the way, I got the cheese..lol.

Teli, The Dominican Dog, Doing All She Can To Get The Yummy.

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Scarf Attack

Posted on May 17, 2013 by Teli

Mom and I were lying in bed. She was doing her normal thing playing with her little square thingy she calls Kindle.

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed something that was different, out of place, just not quite right. I wanted to show my bravery and alert my mom just in case it was something bad. This black blob that did not belong there was atop the room divider.

I jumped up and growled some more, my hair standing up on my back to show extra effect. Mom grabbed her stick she keeps by the bed. I was brave and ran into the living room to get some speed up so I could attack full force this invading black blob.

I returned, jumped on the bed and was really showing my strength by growling with my hair up on my entire back this time. I really looked tough. Then my mom reached up and pulled the black thing down onto the bed. I jumped up for the attack then realized that it was just a scarf. Relief.

I really knew what it was the entire time. I just wanted to show mom that I could be brave and that I notice when something is different in the room.

Teli holding the attack scarf

Teli holding the attack scarf

I attacked the scarf and threw it around a bit while mom laughed and called me her viscous attack dog afraid of a little scarf. Didn’t she realize that I was just doing that to make her laugh and show her how brave I could have been?

Moms…I just cannot figure out humans. (Mom wrote her own version of this story on her blog Life and Times of the Dominican Gringa)

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