Tucker


Chihuahua
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Age: 9 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 1-10 lbs

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Nicknames:
Wa-Wa, Tuckman, Batboy, The Wa, Taz, Tuck

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Quick Bio:
-purebred

Birthday:
August 2nd 2005

Likes:
Tucker loves sleeping on his warm rice bags, playing, going for car rides, being rocked to sleep, snuggling on the couch with Mommy

Pet-Peeves:
Well, there is one very mean, viscious Chihuahua that Tucker "sees" everytime he looks in the mirror and he feels he must protect us from this wild animal, the Siberian Huskies in the backyard(he just knows he is bigger than they are), posing for pictures

Favorite Toy:
He loves his small stuffed cow that rattles, the raggedy tiger(he has almost got the poor thing completely chewed up),lambskin baby doll and his ever present pacifier

Favorite Food:
Royal Canin, apple slices and carrots, croutons, peanut butter

Favorite Walk:
Tucker isn't much into walking, he prefers to be carried. Yeah, he is spoiled rotten!

Best Tricks:
Right now we only have "sit", "go potty" and "dance" mastered.

Arrival Story:
Tucker came from a wonderful breeder. I bought Tucker and immediately went to show him to my friend, who is also my neighbor, she was already owned by two Chi's and she fell in love with Tucker. The next day she bought Tucker's sister and three weeks later went back to the breeder and bought another, giving her a total of four Chi's. After watching how good her four play together, and having each other they are not as "Mommy obssessed" as Tucker, we have decided to get Tucker a brother or sister. His breeder has two litters that will be ready in a week so we are anxiously waiting, hoping our "new baby" is in one of those litters!

Forums Motto:
A Mastiff stuck in a Chihuahua body..grr

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I've Been On Dogster Since:
October 31st 2005 More than 9 years!

I Was In The:
2006 Valentine's Day Party!
See me in Dogster's 2005 Holiday Picture Party!
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
214797


Meet my family
Isabella
"Izzy"
Cais Dagan
"Demon"
Tacoma River

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Tucker Says.....


Tucker Says....

June 22nd 2006 3:23 pm
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The story of my life! "Go to your crate Tucker!", "Go to your crate Tucker!", that woman sounds like a broken record! Banished to the crate over an ice cube, yep, you heard right an ice cube! She SAYS she told us last night that if Izzy It and I got into another fight over ice cubes we would be punished. I personally didn't hear her but goody two shoes Izzy It says she heard it, but then she spends most of her time sucking up to Mom so her word is questionable at best.
I didn't start the fight anyway. There I was sitting calmly in the floor with four ice cubes at my feet, having a good time. Then along comes The Evil One and demands that two of those ice cubes belong to her. Excuse me... but I didn't hear Mom assign names to those ice cubes and I always thought it was first come, first served and I got to them all first so they are MINE! I growled and quickly learned that Izzy It is NOT the kind of dog you growl a warning at, a growl to her is an invitation to jump right in and have a fight! That girl is just pure evil..................but who got in trouble first? Good ole Tucker, as usual! Some thin story from Mom about how if I hadn't been stingy and growled first there wouldn't have even been a fight. So, here I sit, in my crate...no ice cubes...sad and lonely...singing the blues...the low down dirty blues... Can you hear my harmonica?

 

Tucker says....

April 20th 2006 1:01 pm
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Thank you to all my friends, Lucy, Mia, Jamie, Woody, Jasmine, Ares, Peanut, Snoopy, Butch, Penelope for my Rosettes. I really appreciate them!

Now before that Miss Know It All Izzy It tells it wrong, I want you to hear my side of the story. This is the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help me Izzy! We were outside on the veranda while Mom was reading a book. She goes in to get the ever present Dr. Pepper refilled and left me and Izzy It out there. No problem, we play out there a lot. But this time Mom layed down a book she was reading, she says it was a really good book and she couldn't wait to finish it. As soon as she went into the house Izzy gets the book down off the loveseat and starts tearing it up. I barked for Mom and Mom even admits she heard me barking, what she doesn't admit is that her "precious Izzy It" could have torn that book up all by herself! She did, I saw her, I tried to warn Mom and because I was so busy trying to put the pieces of that book back together when Mom came back outside and she caught me with the paper in my mouth who got blamed? Yeah, you guessed it. Me! Not Izzy It, but little ole' innocent me! She just would not believe that Izzy It did it because she was by then sitting on the opposite side of the veranda looking all innocent and sweet (gag). Her day will come!

I'm glad my friends Bella and Abby are back on Dogster to stay. It just wasn't right someone trying to scare them away. HQ put an end to that little game. Good work HQ!

Well since I have been crated for the "great book caper" I might as well lay down and take a nap.......

 

Tucker Says....

March 22nd 2006 10:51 am
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First I want to thank all my friends, Storm, Snowy, Baxter, Peanut, Penelope, Sabrina and Mistque for my Rosettes, you guys are as usual great friends!

I am sure that by now Izzy It has run her mouth and told you all about my series of unfortunate adventures with her. Let me clear my good name. Ok, I admit she got me down and was biting me all the while screaming with joy. What she doesn't know is I let her do it....you see I figured if I gave in and let her whip me then Mom would think she was stronger and would lift the supervised playtime rule and then I could take care of that girl any time I wanted to. Yeah, that's it! That is exactly what happened! As for sharing my crate with the little brat, well I was cold, enough said. The girl better not even look at that chicken Mom is cooking me for lunch...............

In some ways I feel sorry for Izzy It, Mom is making her all fancy and stuff. Making her wear clothes and putting bows in her hair. Worse yet, I saw pink nail polish on Izzy It's nails today. Mom is going to turn her into a bigger Diva than she already is. Do you people know what it does to your psyche to have your butt whipped(uh, even if you did allow it to happen on purpose)by a girl with a pink bow in her hair and pink toenails? I'm telling you, it does something to a man. Arguss my friend, when will we gain control of these women? Now they want to neuter me! Stop the insanity! I NEED my testosterone to fight off this Izzy It that lives in our house! That will be a sad day when I surrender to the knife and come home a shell of the man I once was.

There is a rumor circulating about me being a thief. It was only one sock and a towel taken out of our own dryer, not exactly what I would call a felony offense. Ever since that incident with the cell phone when I was little they just will not believe I meant no harm and was only trying to help Mom unload the dryer. How long do you have to keep the evidence hidden before the statute of limitation runs out and you can't be charged with a crime? Not that I have that sock and towel hidden, I am just curious you understand.

We want justice for Mooie! Hope our letters have an impact so many great dogs here at Dogster are sad over poor Mooie and hoping to help the guilty get charged.

Oh Dogster, what have you done?! You actually made Izzy It Dog of The Day? Yes, I know I had my time in the spotlight but still....Izzy? She already thinks she is perfect there will be no living with her now!

 
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