End of the evening

Everyone gets to hit the ball and run round all the bases.
Little Ted showed great enthusiasm for this activity!
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Batting

Little Ted does well 'cos he told the coach about being left handed.
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Baseball

Woof, woof I wish I could chase these balls but at least Little Ted is having fun!
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More Saturday chores

Ya know, if Ted let me come to the store with him I'd sit in the cart just like Little Ted does woof woof.

Saturday chores

Ted and Little Ted got their hair cut, took the truck to be washed, and then went on to grand mommy's house to check on their sea monkeys.
Ted said he was going to trim my hair when we get home yip, yip!
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Car wash

The laser wash doesn't do that good a job on the truck bed but at least it keeps the windows clear. The kids enjoy sitting through the experience and their imaginations go wild as the water jets sweep over the vehicle. I wonder if they make ear plugs for dogs; excited kids sure are noisy woof, woof.
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Saturday morning

Breakfast with Sally.
These Ted children move too slowly in the mornings; they were not up early enough to take us dogs to the park before their breakfast date but they have promised to take us afterwards woof, woof.
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Wildflower season ...

... Is upon us woof woof
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I vant to be alone

Grand Hotel (1932)

Eddy was a bit hot and whiney this morning. She couldn't decide what to have for breakfast and didn't want to sit with her brother and daddy.
I can understand; sometimes I just want to be left alone too. Like this morning when I embarrassed myself by falling off the wet truck bed and landing flat on my face in front of Miss Molly. Oh well, the only damage was to my doggie ego, yip, yip!
Eddy cheered up and rejoined her family when Ted put the Cartoon Network on to play on his Blackberry.

There's no fog bank out there.

The Fog (1980)

See, I told you the bridge was out there somewhere, woof.

My father says that there is only one perfect view, that of the sky over our heads

A Room with a View (1985)

Well, there is no woofing view of the sky today, yip, yip.
Ted really needs to take me for more walks; if he did then it might not take him so long to recover his breath after climbing five flights of stairs.
This is fog from the fifth floor looking towards the Corpus Christi harbor bridge - not that you can tell!
Oh and, especially for Ted's father in law, I've figured out how to suppress the Blackberry signature which has been appearing on all mobile posts by default; at least I think I have, no doubt folks will let me know if I'm wrong woof woof.

Oh oh

Woof, woof, grand mommy had a good visit to the aquarium with my kids but unfortunately on the way home got side swiped by a little plastic car.
Of course the little plastic car is still lying in a heap at the side of the road but grand mommy's truck didn't get off without some scratches.
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Garage food

Woof, woof, Ted put my food out in the garage and said something about meeting Mrs Ted in town.
I was happy with my lamb and rice kibble, hope he liked his chinese buffet.
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Both hands on the wheel, Mr. Jones, I'm a very nervous passenger.

Dr No (1962)
Look what we found during last nights' rummage, woof, woof.
Ted thinks this photograph predates Dr No by at least 4 years and it depicts him with his friends amongst the debris of a new sub division in the making. In 1957 the Teds moved into a new house in Edinburgh and it was one of the first properties to be built in that sub division. It didn't take long for the rest to follow.
Does anyone else think his female passenger looks a little like Eddy?

Maybe it's good and maybe it ain't, but it's radical!

The Glenn Miller Story (1954)

Woof, woof, this is hilarious. I can't remember how I found it but my paws must have hit all the right buttons so check out:

The 30-Second Bunnies Theatre Library

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It's a very difficult job and the only way to get through it is we all work together as a team. And that means you do everything I say

The Italian Job (1969)

Ted has been in nostalgic mood this weekend having browsed through some old photographs and surfed his way through Google and You Tube in search of memories from his past on another continent and in another century - yes, he is that old.
Anyway here is a clip from a movie which, "not a lot of people know this", is one of Ted's favorites.
Not only is it a Michael Caine vehicle but the title song is sung by Matt Monro of From Russia with Love fame and the cast is full of British stalwarts such as John Le Mesurier, Irene Handl, Benny Hill, and the late and great Noel Coward.
A fantastic cinematic treat "dear boy" if a bit 60's
[The car is a Lamborghini Miura]
Enjoy, woof, woof.

It's a Wonderful World

Louis Armstrong (1968)

Woof,woof it certainly is on a day full of rain which makes everything smell so interesting:

How about making me vice president in charge of cheering you up?

Charade (1963)
Ted and I were sifting through a bunch of old photographs last night and came across this one showing three of my predecessors.
From left to right they are Blue the cross collie, Mhairi the Welsh Springer, and Penny the Golden Retriever. All three of them lived with Ted in an age before wife and kids, simpler times full of dog walking and beer drinking, and doing what you wanted when you wanted in a land and time far, far away.
Ted says his wife and two children are sometimes more work than the three dogs but he has no regrets about leaving the kennel for the family home. His faithful companions lived long and happy lives, two of them were rescues, they gave Ted, his friends, and customers at his then place of employment much joy. (Imagine the Evil Empire allowing you to have three dogs at work with you - ho, ho, ho and pigs will fly)
Little Ted aspires to the three dog family but frankly Ted thinks one is enough these days; I only hope he means me and not Miss Molly!

Frank, you can't do that! I'll go over your head! Who's in charge here?

Father Goose (1964)
"Don't do it" said Ted.
But, but woof, woof it's geese yip, yip, geeeese!
I wanna go after them, let me go after them, I'm going to go after them, yip, yip.
"Heel" said Ted.
You really don't want to mess with geese young dog.
Oh OK I guess you're in charge after all woof, humph.

So did you make it out?

The Score (2001)
I have been drafted in to be "spotter" when the kids are doing their target shooting. It's a lot safer if I just bark out the score rather than letting them run down to the target in excited haste. You never know what might happen if they get on the wrong side of the barrel.
Did I tell y'all that Little Ted and Eddy have taken up shooting, embracing the Texas lifestyle with gusto, although for now it's as well we have HEB to put meat on the table!
Little Ted does have a very detailed plan of how he is going to shoot, kill, and butcher his first deer. Where he got all the detail from is anyones guess; not from Ted that's for sure. Mrs Ted may also wish to consider a chest freezer in the not too distant future as her hunting, shooting, fishing son starts to bring home the "bacon". Do you think he might need a good bird dog to help him?

A woman just shouldn't mess around with a man's machinery.

Operation Petticoat (1959)
Well it's not a submarine and it's not pink but there is pink in the picture 'cos Eddy is there woof, woof.
Little Ted appears to be attempting to restrain the tractor but is slowly realizing the limitations of his "super powers"
Somehow it would not surprise me to discover that essential moving parts of Uncles' tractor were held together with a bra strap or that it miss fires with big clouds of black smoke, but here I will stop the comparisons lest I "sink" to untenable depths yip,yip.

You know what the trouble about real life is? There's no danger music

The Cable Guy (1996)

Ted and Mrs Ted, and to a lesser degree the junior Teds, have been wiring the house with Cat 5 cable so they can attach a ROKU box to their entertainment system amongst other things. I offered to help and was halfway up the ladder to assist with the wiring but Ted thought I would be better placed on the ground controlling the greater excesses of the junior Teds. They were getting kinda excited and kept climbing into the attic to "help" their dad. He, however, did not appreciate the added worry of watching what they were doing whilst attempting not to put his feet through the ceiling and possibly fall to ground through said ceiling. Mrs Ted would not have been amused. So I stayed off the ladder and played with the kids until Ted returned to ground level and all the cable was run through the walls. Now it's up to Mrs Ted to punch down all the terminals and get the system working. She promised to queue up some episodes of "All Creatures Great and Small" for me to watch and I'm very much looking forward to that treat - woof, woof.

Well, like I said, you ain't like that no more.

Unforgiven (1992)
So, woof woof, as I was saying I couldn't upload photographs and I couldn't blog by email so I was woofing well worried that the end of the world was upon us or, as we like to say in my kennel, the country has gone socialist.
Grrr, woof - in four years time I will have a vote and be able to assist in securing the correct course of action for the future of this country.
In the meantime my UK pensions have gone down the toilet and I feel a tad like I've just arrived at Ellis island with nothing but a suitcase.
Many did so before me and became successful therefore I shall resist the temptation to bite the mailman and just get on with life.
I thought I would commence my renewed blogging by continuing on the theme of the last (but one) photo entry: Wee Jeannie has a new pair of shoes and here they are for you to see. BTW I am in no danger of becoming another Imelda Marcos although, come to think of it, Eddy is showing distinct signs of heading in that direction!
Oh, and no you didn't miss anything. Ted has moved on from the Evil Empire but at the same time he remains in contact with Buddy who has had a PDA for ages and Wee Jeannie who has just acquired a spiffy new phone and now appreciates the benefits of modern communication technology. i.e. email and the ability to send photographs through the ether.
On the technology front I will finish by explaining the compromise by which this blog has been resurrected:
I, being an exceptionally talented Brittany Spaniel, transferred the archive blog back to blogger.com and then created a new home page for my own domain (Toast) containing one iframe. Yes, I know, you purists abhor the concept of iframes but hey, it works.
Voila, Dr Johnson is blogging again - with photographs and can also blog by email, yip, yip and a waggy tail :-)

Eddy @ the carnival

So, here's the thing woof woof, I can't get pictures to upload from Ted's Blackberry and I can't blog from it either if I use movable type so I've opted for a compromise. If it works I'll tell you the details in another post.