Over the weekend, I had Ted all to myself and the thought made me nervous. It was the true test of my affection for this dog and I think we did okay, all things considered. We took two 1.5-mile walks each day, didn’t have any accidents, and spent an afternoon lounging in the shade. I sat on my beach chair and knitted while Ted, tethered to my chair with a carabiner, wandered around the lawn and chewed on a tennis ball. He was entertained and I was relaxed. Not bad at all.
The highlight of the weekend occurred after I got home from the football game with my friend. I scooped Ted up to take him upstairs, explaining, “He’s too small to handle the steps, but he’ll get it eventually.”
My friend sized Ted up and cocked an eye at me. “Are you sure?” she asked.
So, we plopped him down next to the stairs and walked up ahead of him, coaxing him up all the way. What do you know? Slowly but surely, the little guy trundled up the steps! My jaw dropped and I couldn’t stop squealing or clapping. My friend just laughed at me and said I was “such a mom.” Uh, whatever that means.
That night, I had a twinge of regret at the fact that JG missed this milestone. Well, no matter. I made Ted do it about eight times trying to get good pictures, so JG got an eyeful last night.
The next step: going down the stairs! Without taking a tumble, I mean.
Tune in to Roosday-Tuesday and Wednesday-Bensday for the other two-thirds of the doggie cuteness trifecta!
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You ARE such a mom! Too cute. Yay for Ted for learning new tricks!!
Umm, like I said before - whatever THAT means!
First, I love your blog. I got here through loveisblonde (I don’t even know how I ended up there) and I knew we would be friends in real life because I am also a word nerd to the max.
Second, I had the same reaction when our first dog made it up the stairs all by himself. There was much squealing and clapping on my part.
Third, your dog is so cute I might die.
Hi, Valerie! Power to the word nerds! Please don’t die…Ted would be sad…
Way to go Ted!
Ben learned to go up stairs pretty quickly, but he was afraid to go down for a very long time. The stairs at our apartment at the time were those slatted-type ones (I have no idea what they’re really called), and I think he was terrified of falling through the gaps between the steps. One day we took him to Tim’s parents house where there is a great big staircase with no gaps at all. He was still unsure, but we eventually coaxed him down the steps and he was so proud of his accomplishment that he spent the rest of the day running up and down the stairs. It was so adorable.
That’s really funny. I’m expecting a few nose dives in the process of learning to go down the steps, but Ted has had his share of falling off the couch and he has proven himself to be quite resilient already.
Stairs were hard for Rufus…still are…due to his extreme length.
Way to go Ted for mastering “Up” the stairs….I have students who can’t do that yet!
Ohhh, I never even thought about how being a long, but short dog might make steps hard. So maybe that’s where his resting position comes from…
I just linked over to your blog from the Sass, but I wanted to say how cute he is!!!
I am such a mom with my dog too, it’s just instinctual I guess!
Congrats on the new job too!
Hi, Julie! It’s nice to know that I’m not the only one gushing over a dog. And thanks!
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