Trucker

I've gotten a little grief for not having Trucker on my blog. It is pretty amazing he hasn't made it in any pictures before this, as he is always practically on top of us. This dog is more human than dog and most definitely the biggest baby in the house. He will be seven this fall and in his old age he has gained unreal confidence. He has lots of nerve, especially when it comes to food. He used to beg, somewhat politely. But when Asher was born, he decided to take matters concerning food into his own paws. This is where you find him most of the day, stalking the boys for crumbs. When they turn their heads for just a second, his head is on top of their plates. If they happen to be engrossed in morning cartoons, forget it-he just dive bombs their crotch for half chewed toast. The best part is they don't even notice. It has become second nature to have Trucker's long nose all up in their business. I would like to tell you that Truckers behavior doesn't bother me, but truth be known he drives me wacky. Not really wacky in a hateful way, I have lots of love for my first born :)but wacky in a sort of emotionally frazzled way. It started when I was pregnant with Holden and Trucker was competing for my spot in bed, and it has gone on to include digging for China in the backyard, skunk chasing escapades, poop tracking new carpet, and my favorite - stuffed animal burying under ever pillow of the house. He is one of a kind for sure. He will drive me bonkers for years to come, but I wouldn't want it any other way. Well I wouldn't mind if he had better doggy manners, but other than that I wouldn't want it any other way. Oh, and maybe he could stop trying to attack the UPS guy, and then there is the fact that he won't eat crumbs on the ground-he requires a plate...