File #25-098
Current Foster Location: Brockville, ON
*Please note that we do not typically adopt outside of a 2 hour radius from the foster dogs current location*
Name’s Ted. But you can call me Teddy... if you wanna keep it cute. Yeah, Ted... like the movie. Except instead of drinking beer and mouthing off, I wiggle my butt when I’m happy (which is always), and I steal socks instead of your dignity.
I start every day like a Hallmark movie: waiting in my crate with big, hopeful eyes, ready to shower you with unconditional love. I get a short walk, handle my business, and then it’s breakfast time—but only if you’re nearby. You leave the kitchen? I leave the bowl. We’re a package deal now.
Afternoons are a party. When the grandkids show up, it's game over. Belly up. I love kids. They love me. It's mutual chaos, and I live for it.
Evenings include dinner at your feet (literally), then full-on cuddle mode. Couch, bed, wherever you go—I’m there. You watch Netflix. I watch you. True love, baby.
Now, listen—I do have a bit of a sock habit. And a slipper thing. And okay, yeah, I will parade around with your underwear like it’s a trophy. But I’ll trade for a ball. I’m fair like that.
I haven’t met many dogs yet. If I do, I might puff up and growl a little. Small man syndrome. Give me five minutes, and I’ll probably be spooning them.
Bottom line? I’m not just a dog. I’m Ted. And I’m wicked good.
