When Bob walks in the door, Teddy meets him there and follows him through the house. When Mr. Rosenberg walks in the door, Teddy loses his mind and jumps around the living room. When I walk through the door, Teddy stays put where he is. He doesn't look up. If I say his name more than ten times, he might raise an eyebrow in my direction.
I don't know why I'm the low one on the totem poll. It has always been this way. I don't get it. Ted and I are close. We spend most of our days together. He spends most of the night on my side of the bed. Maybe I'm just old news.
It's been a few years now and I'm still trying to get on the list.