It was about 11:45 pm Thursday night when Teddy walked over to my side of the bed and gave me one loud “Woof.” I opened my eyes and said, “What?” (as if she would answer). With an unmistakable intensity, she looked me right in the eye and repeated herself by saying, “Woof!”

Usually when there’s another dog outside, she’ll bark a bit and then settle down. If there’s someone walking down our city sidewalk, she’ll bark a little and then stop. But this was different.

I looked into her eyes for a minute and I swear I heard her say, “Listen, you need to get out of that bed and look outside. This isn’t just a random ‘woof’. This one’s important.”

She did not leave her station at the side of my bed but continued to stare intensely at me. I arose from my soft pink bed and toddled outside to the second-floor balcony just outside my bedroom. I looked outside and saw two highly questionable people studying my car, which was parked on the street. One was especially interested in the license plate. The other was leaning over and looking in the driver’s window.

The dog followed me out to the balcony and stood out there and barked. I was trying to figure out if I should yell or call the cops, but Teddy’s barking was enough. They immediately stood upright and walked away.

Back in the bedroom, I thanked Teddy and gave her some praise. As I settled back under the covers, I said a little prayer of gratitude for her perspicacity. And I wondered, “How did she know? And how did she know how to get my attention with that little staring maneuver? How could she hear those silent people out there, preparing to mess with my red Camry?”

One of my favorite books is Kinship with All Life and its premise is that dogs are a lot smarter and a lot more intuitive and a lot more attuned to feelings and emotions that we humans can ever understand.

Eighteen months ago, I was so exacerbated and overwhelmed with her bad puppy behavior, I frequently told her that she was about to become a Craig’s List Puppy. I’m glad I kept her!

The morning after the miscreants were messing with my car, I praised Teddy to the moon and stars and put a little something extra in Teddy’s food dish. And that afternoon, she went outside and dug a hole in the middle of my freshly planted St. Augustine grass. Guess she didn’t want me to think she was the World’s Most Perfect Puppy.

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Teddy the Dog watches over her Sheepie on a Saturday afternoon.

Little boys and cute dogs naturally go together - most of the time.

Our little dog (Theodora - or Teddy for short) has been eager to meet our two-year-old grandson and frolic with him and get to know him better, but the little boy has been more than a little wary of the 29-pound Sheltie. And then today, he was sitting on the couch in our den when Teddy hopped up on the couch, leaned against the little boy and went right to sleep.

At first he was ready to get out of dodge, but after a little encouragement, he reached out and started petting Teddy and feeling her ears. He soon discovered that Teddy was soft and sweet and fun to pet.

I’m sure that in the years to come, the two of them will become good friends.

Teddy is a good dog, and our grandson is a sweet boy.

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Reaching out to pet Teddy