Becky's Blog – December 2009 Archive (5)

Becky's daughter here! I have a hilarious story to tell. My mom told me what Tucker has done in the snow. He ran around until he got dizzy. He buried his face in the snow. He got snow all over his nose! Tucker, the white nosed doodle! Had a very chilly nose! And if you ever saw it, you would even say it froze. I can picture it now, Tucker will be the name on everybody's lips! He will be famous for his frozen nose. Silly puppy! Tucker loves snow, and not just to play in! Tucker loves to eat snow… Continue

It is Becky's Daughter, your new official "blogger"! I have a vision of the future. Spoooooooky! I have put my Christmas Tree up last night. In about 20 minutes, Tucker, the ravenous doodle, will eat up all of my favorite ornaments on the tree! He will eat all the ones on the bottom first, and then he will jump up and get all of the ones on the top! Last year we lost numerous ornaments. Tucker is a hilarious doodle that consumes everything! I made up a song about what he will eat. I know he… Continue

It's me, Becky's daughter. I love to post blogs about Tucker. Here is one very funny story. Well, lets say that Fall is many PEOPLES favorite season. But, dogs can have favorites, too. Right? Tucker is one of those dogs. He loves Fall. I can tell because...I don't want to spoil the surprise! It was a beautiful Fall day and I was outside in the backyard where there were numerous leaves spread over the ground. Tucker was rambunctiously sprinting across the yard with his ball. I was extremely… Continue

I haven't posted to my blog since January 2009. No worries- it appears my 10 year old daughter has kept doodle lovers across the country updated on our latest doodle exploits. A good parent would know when their daughter is on-line and approve the posts, a mediocre parent would not admit they had no idea their daughter was "blogging" behind their back. Me - so busted. I had no clue. I should probably check my FaceBook page after this. Yeeeessssshhhhh.



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It is Becky's daughter again. Let me tell you the story of Tucker and the mud puddle. Well, I was with him in Bryan Park and we were taking a little stroll. I kept him off of the leash because I occasionally threw his ball. It rained over night and there was a monsterous mud puddle on the ground. Tucker, who was so hot and thirsty, had a mischevious look in his eye. First, he walked over and sniffed the mud puddle. Then, he had a refreshing drink. Thirdly, he started batting the water with his… Continue