What an imp.
A sweet imp.
But an imp nonetheless..
Yup, you guessed... I'm talking about the little Tucmeister who is no longer little (he's over 70 pounds now).
And he loves to play, play, and play, especially with the girls (Pinot and Kenya), and now... Rudy and Mr. Red (who we're beginning to call "Bear" just because he looks and acts so much like a baby Kodiak bear, and because the alternative, "Kodi" (short for Kodiak) sounds too much like "Rudy").
We've been allowing Rudy and Bear to play a lot more with our gang now that it looks like they'll both be with us for the foreseeable future (we've had nibbles about Bear, but nothing serious). And they both love Tuc. He's quite fun as far as they're concerned.
But he's a tease. It's never enough that he has possession of a toy or bone; oh no. He has to show off said possession. Kinda like, "nya, nya, nya-nya, nya, I got the bo-own and you-oo-oo-oo-oo doh-on't."
Oh, and did I tell you that this all occurs indoors???? Of course it can't occur outside; it has to be inside. In the family room. Running circles around the coffee table and bounding onto and off of the sofa.
Take a look:
That's Bear on the left above, Rudy in the middle, and Tuc above with the bone in his mouth.
Here he is again, doing the same thing five minutes later (Bear and Rudy have swapped positions):
Ah, but then Rudy,... smart little imp that he is, figured out how to climb up on the couch (something Bear has yet to do). But this is the same Rudy who jumps up on the coffee table, too, so it's not surprising that he'd follow Tuc up on the couch (he's a pretty agile little fellow).
Bear usually tires of the game more quickly -- he seems to get bored with it. So he'll plop down somewhere and find something else to do (Who me? Chew on the rocker leg? No not me, never!):
Rudy will get momentarily distracted (Oh boy, Dad's slippers smell really good! Oh and is that the remote control in that slipper... that's even better... oh, but wait, Tuc has that bone...)...
Then he's right back at it:
And if both pups decide to do something else (they get tired of never getting the bone), Tuc will drop the bone on their little heads:
Then he'll take it back again and tease them some more:
And if they give up and don't want to play "keep away" anymore, Tuc takes the bone to them:
(Those are Tuc's teeth around the bone in the picture above.)
And if taking the bone to them doesn't work, Tuc joins in the pups' wrassling (incredibly gently, however). In the picture below, that's Bear on his back, Rudy doing the choke hold (or "kill" pin as they call it) on top of Bear, and Tuc... well... Tuc doing the classic canine sniff:
Such sweet little and not-so-little pups. Yes, Tuc is still a puppy (he's only four months older than the little squirts). He's a big impish puppy, and they're small impish puppies, but they're all puppies just the same.
And we can expect them to be no less.
Oh, and in case you're wondering... yes, it's nuts. It's absolutely, unequivocally, completely nuts.
But I still wouldn't have it any other way.
'Til next time,
(who still doesn't have one Christmas decoration up yet... that's how crazy it's been).