Tucker AKA Marley

If anyone has seen or read Marley and me, you know, what a horrific spaz he was. Well, I think that my yellow lab Tucker is equivalent to if not worse than Marley. I was out of town this weekend and he was horrible!! He is like the child that acts out when you leave town and then you spend the rest of your time gone, wondering if the person that you left them with is surviving.

I took my cheerleaders to Tacoma for wrestling state this weekend and left my 19 year old niece in charge of the house. Tucker took full advantage of having a teenager in charge. When he wants to play he will grab anything in site if there are no toys available. So, to him Ashleys cell phone, the remote, shoes and her friends cell phone were perfectly acceptable to grab and run with. It was wonderful to him because when he did this he would get an immediate reaction from the girls and the chase was on. Game initiated!! When he does this you have to be very firm and tell him to "LEAVE IT" any smile, giggle or false move and he thinks that it is play time and off he goes. Poor Ashley now needs a new cell phone and I think that I am down a house sitter. Why oh why did John Grogan beat me to writing Marley and me? I am pretty sure that I have the sequal in Tucker the Terrible.