Tucker's Story
Posted: 07/15/2010
TUCKER'S VERY SAD, BUT INSPIRATIONAL STORY
Susan Baron, a survivor of a brutal, senseless and devastating 2007 knife attack on the streets of New York while walking her dog, Velvet, a Scottish terrier, lost her Scottie to cancer on July 8, 2010.
Almost three years following the attack, Susan has undergone 13 reconstructive surgeries on the road to recovery, but the loss of Velvet, her soul mate and source of great emotional support, has been a real blow to Susan.
As members of the Scottish Terrier Community, we all know how strong the bond becomes between humans and their Scotties. Tucker says that Susan's remarkable story is both miraculous and inspirational. Tucker would like everyone to send Susan a message about her bond with Velvet, and our hope for her full recovery.
Tucker says God Bless Susan.
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Posted: 12/26/2009
Tucker's 12th Birthday
Tucker, our blessed Scottish terrier guardian angel, celebrates his 12th birthday today. He is the sweetest and dearest Scottie we have ever had. He brings us joy each and every day.
Join us in wishing Tucker a very Happy Birthday!
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Posted: 12/25/2009
Tucker's 2009 Christmas Photos
Tucker wishes all of his friends a very Merry Christmas!
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Posted: 12/15/2009
Tucker's Free Offer
With Christmas rapidly falling upon us, Tucker has two special thoughts for all of his followers.
First, he would like to remind of his FREE SHIPPING OFFER which is available on all U.S. destination shipments ($85.00 minimum purchase) until Sunday, December 20.
Secondly, Tucker recently went shopping and is able to offer some exciting Christmas Gift Ideas that are readily available, but in limited quantities.
Tucker, the truly frugal Scot, is offering his followers big savings on some really unique gifts.
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Posted: 12/13/2009
Tucker's Top Reasons for Liking the Christmas Holidays
1.) I get extra treat goodies.
2.) Pat makes her special treats, and I get to lick the bowl.
3.) Guests have to step over me when they leave the kitchen on their way to the dining room.
4.) I help Pat and Paul wrap all of the great gifts.
5.) I can pick and choose which guests I like.
6.) I collect the cover charge at the door from the guests.
7.) I select the Christmas music and make sure that it has lots of barks.
8.) I supervise the decoration of the tree.
9.) I let mom and dad have as much fun as possible.
10.) I can hardly wait for the next Westminster Dog Show broadcast.
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Posted: 04/26/2009
Tucker the Genuine Scot
Tucker is an honorable Scot.
He is shrewd, coy, cute and deceptive.
His joy is mischief and surprise.
He spends hours thinking and acting.
You would surmise that he holds a high degree.
For he is a true gentleman and scholar.
Though he did so outside the scholarly halls.
He is a roaming, ranting and raving Scot.
He is an ever-faithful tyke.
He befriends everyone, as they become enchanted with him at once.
His coat is black, his tongue is red, and his tail points straight to heaven.
Tucker's soul is deep within him.
It is filled with the history of Scotland.
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Posted: 04/19/2009
Tucker's Shadow
I have a small dark shadow that follows me everywhere.
He trots along with the gait of royalty,
and the speed of one about to become mischevous.
He is very unlike me from the snout to the tail,
and he is with me every day in spirit and at play.
The funniest thing about him is he is always ready to go,
not at all like people who do not seem to know.
He is as playful as a little child,
and as serious as a celebrated composer.
He hasn't got the notion of how he should act in any situation.
He simply responds as any Scottish terrier would with the most unpredictable action.
He stays close to me always,
but is unafraid to wander on his own.
He is my shadow,
forever and always.
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Posted: 04/11/2009
For Tucker, Today is Enough
Every day is THE day for Tucker. His enthusisam for the moment is what makes him special.
No matter how dark and dreary the day may appear, he is ready to capture every moment.
Tomorrow is unthinkable, because today is all that matters.
Yesterday is forgotten, because it is gone.
Today? Well to Tucker, it is everything that needs to be.
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Posted: 04/07/2009
JOY
In the house where Tucker, our wonderful Scottish terrier, lives, happiness and joy surround us all.
Tucker gives us joy each day,
and he asks for nothing in return.
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Posted: 04/04/2009
Ubiquitously Happy, Our Tucker.
There has never been a day in the life of Tucker, our inspirational Scottish terrier, where he has not been happy.
This state of being comes from the Scottie soul, but with Tucker, it is derived from his zest for life.
Perhaps it is because he carefully sees the flowers that bloom at his feet, rather than being obsessed with unimportant material things.
I am certain that Tucker does not wake up each day in the pursuit of happiness. Rather, it is through what he does and who he does it with that brings happiness to him.
The tides of Tucker's mind fill him with great happiness each day. He is content with who he is, where he is and whom he is with.
Learn from your Scottie. They have so much to share with us all!
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Posted: 03/23/2009
Two Highlanders at Olde Magoun's Saloon
As many of you know, Tucker is a "regular" at Olde Magoun's Saloon in Somerville.
Last Saturday, Tucker invited Charlie, his new found friend and owner of Tom and Pat Brady, to visit Olde Magoun's to meet some of the 4200 runners who were there to register for the Ras na hEireann 5k road race held every year in Davis Square.
Needless to say, Tucker and Charlie drew quite a crowd.
Charlie is a 13-month old Highlander who was rescued by Pat and Tom Brady. The great folks at the Scottish Terrier Club of Greater New York is responsible for introducing Charlie to Tom and Patricia Brady.
According to Charlie..."Tom and Pat have adjusted well to their new lifestyle." We are hoping to see more of Charlie at Olde Magoun's in the future. He will always be welcome there!
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Posted: 03/13/2009
Shamrock Cookies at Olde Magoun's Saloon
No, not the people kind of gourmet cookies, although that would add a nice celebratory accent to what will be a very festive weekend at Tucker McPaddy's favorite haute, Olde Magoun's Saloon in Somerville, MA.
No, Tucker has something more exciting than plain old gourmet cookies for people - Green Shamrock Cookies for all of his canine friends. He and Pat, well, mostly Pat, whipped up a batch of shamrock cookies to share with Tucker's many friends at the Saloon on Saturday, March 14, 2009 - Charlie, Bubba, Sammy, Fergie & Lucy, Tommy, Isabella and Fred, etc.
Irish Pubs are noted for their parlor atmosphere. They are meant for those who want to share a pint and a story. The pub is a gathering place for the family outside of the home.
But a true Irish Pub is one meant for all family members - people as well as their canine owners. Thanks to Greg Coughlin, Olde Magoun's is such a place. I think that Greg is truly man's best friend. Tucker believes he has gone to the dogs. We all want to thank Greg for making Magoun's a truly unique social, drinking and dining experience.
Cheer, Cheer for Olde Magoun's!!
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Posted: 03/06/2009
Caught Immersed in Baking Flour
As we all know, when you are owned by a Scottish terrier, you must learn to expect the unexpected at the most unexpected time.
Over the 11 years Tucker, our zany Scottish terrier, has owned us, we have had many "first experiences." Yesterday, was another "first."
A little background first. Many of you know that Pat regularly bakes specialty dog cookies. This is something she enjoys doing, and her cookies and treats have become very, very popular. Tucker, of course, not only enjoys eating them, but equally relishes watching Pat make them. In fact, he supervises the entire process.
Well, so much for the background, now let's move on to the naughty deed. Normally when I return home from work, I find Tucker at the kitchen door ready to happily greet me. However yesterday, when I opened the kitchen door, I found no greeter. As I moved into the house, I saw what looked like white dust on the dining room floor.
And, from around the corner came this fur ball fully covered in white fluff. Yes, it was Tucker. He looked like he was, for a moment a big Westie. Everything about him was white, even his nose.
What do you say to the eighth wonder of the world? Pat's bag of baking flour was sitting on a chair in the dining room for a month. Don't ask me why. Tucker was never been interested in it until yesterday.
However, once his curiosity was sparked, he, I am certain, enthusiastically tore into the flour bag. The rest is history.
I spent the next two hours cleaning him up so the neighbors would recognize him for what he is - a hell-raising, free spirit of a Scottish terrier!
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Posted: 03/04/2009
Tucker's Favorite Saloon
Tucker is not much of a soccer or rugby fan, but if you were, you would be delighted with our boy's favorite haute - Olde Magoun's Saloon in Somerville, MA.
Greg Coughlin, the owner and one of Tucker's best friends, caters to the young sports enthusiast. Greg offers the most extensive live broadcast sports venue in Somerville.
Again, Tucker does not care much for European sports. He loves Red Sox baseball and Celtics basketball. However, the real reason Tucker enjoys Magoun's is because his very best friend, Sammy, is almost always there. Each time Tucker goes to Magoun's, he brings a bag full of treats for Sammy.
Sammy can smell Tucker coming from a mile away; is always excited and happy to see him, and always escorts his Scottish friend to his favorite perch - the front window. From there Tucker becomes the official greeter for the day.
If you are ever in the Somerville area, Tucker encourages you to stop by Magoun's for a pint of beer, and be sure to bring your Scottie with you. Magoun's is a very pet friendly place where you can relax, enjoy one of the best burgers in the Boston area, and bark and shout encouragement for your favorite sports team all day long!
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Posted: 03/01/2009
Tucker's Penetrating Eyes
You know you have met an honest, earnest, decent person when they can maintain eye contact during a conversation. Someone who looks down during a conversation, or who maintains intermittent eye contact is usually disinterested, nervous, or not very confident.
On the other hand, if you make too much eye contact, or if you stare too hard at other people, they will feel uncomfortable. Staring too directly at another person can be intimidating.
Scotties are eye contact masters. When they want something NOW, they will get right in front of you and focus a laser like stare at you. The stare is intimidating enough, because you know it will be followed by other actions if you do not respond appropriately - treat, play, tummy rub, or walk.
However, if you want something, Scotties use their expressive eyes to let you know what to expect. For example, when the command "COME" is used, it is usually met with a nano-second stare, followed by an immediate about face, and a prance off in another direction.
For Scotties, the eyes speak a thousand words.
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Posted: 02/25/2009
How Tucker Makes His Living
As you know, Tucker lives a carefree life. He does not wake up each day wondering whether his food, shelter, care and love will be provided. He knows with absolute certainty that they will all be there for him.
He, therefore, knows that he can spend his time doing what he does best...get plenty of rest and, while doing so, ponder the great problems of the day. He does not have a schedule, nor does he have a pre-determined number of tasks that he must complete.
Rather, he has the freedom to choose what he wants to do, and when he wants to do it. He is smart enough not to choose to do something that he cannot do. His focus is on what is, not what should, could or might be.
Tucker also does not dwell on "must have..." He subscribes to the theory that..."All good things comes to those who wait." In other words, patience is his virtue.
We should all think about the behavior of out Scotties, and learn the importance of now, and each and every moment.
Think About How Truly Lucky Tucker Really Is...
Tucker's Friend Duncan Thinks He Is Lucky Too!!
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Posted: 02/15/2009
Tucker the Inspirationalist
Enthusiasm drives Tucker, our dear Scottish Terrter, through each day. His enthusiasm is unlimited.
You cannot but admire how Tucker approaches each day. It is almost like he is living his own dream each day. His excitement and enthusiasm is infectious. You see it, and it rubs off on you.
You ask how Tucker can be so motivated to confront the challenges of the day? He is so grounded in the moment. The moment of each hour of each day.
He neither looks back, nor into the future. Why should he? There is so much to the present to savor.
Thank god for Tucker and his living inspirations. To live is one thing, to live a motivated and inspirational life is something else again.
Posted: 02/08/2009
Tucker the Happy Boy
Many people who meet Tucker say he has the sweetest disposition of any dog they have met. This is so true. He is one of the most content Scotties I have ever encountered.
The basic nature of Tucker's little mind is unconditional goodness. He neither sees nor thinks of evil. He is perpetually happy because he is always content and satisfied with where he is, and who he is, and what he is doing, and with whom he is doing it.
Tucker is not envious of other dogs or other people. He is content with what he has. He absorbs all that is good around him, and ignores the evil that is lurking in the background.
Tucker has a great insight into "what is." This true view of reality, often unknown to the human spirit, allows him to experience the day's events without bias or prejudice.
Tucker is the greatest Scottish Terrier I know.
Posted: 01/15/2009
Tucker's Celebration
Would'nt it be nice to be able to enthusiastically celebrate each and every day? Well, Tucker does just that.
You see, he thinks every day is a combination of his birthday and Christmas. Everything he does, he enjoys. There is nothing that he does not get joy from.
Even the simplest of things - sitting on the porch and observing everything - he enjoys. Every meal is his best meal. Every marrow bone is his best bone. Every ride in the car is his best one.
What a lesson in life he offers us all. Come on, let's enjoy the day along with Tucker!!
Posted: 01/12/2009
Tucker's Peaceful Moments
You do not have to hold a Doctorate in International Relations from Harvard University to understand that the world is an especially dangerous place. Countries like Iran, North Korea, Pakistan, India, Afganistan and Iraq pose serious threats to America's national security.
Well, Tucker has a unique perspective on these matters. As a wise Scottish Terrier, we can all take note of Tucker's thoughts on today's international challenges.
His instant advice is to live in the moment. "Do not fret over the past or worry about the future," he says. He goes on to say, "Focus on NOW! Enjoy everything the moment brings; enrich your life now with the efforts you expend today."
His other bit of advice has to do with conflict resolution. "Deal with conflicts before they get out of control." Tucker says..."Force yourself to move ahead, rather than dwell on lingering negative feelings."
Life in the Scottish Terrier pack of one is quite peaceful. Our Tucker has taught us so much in the past 11 years. We have learned so much from him, and we wanted to share his insights with you.
Posted: 01/08/2009
Join Tucker and His Friends
Over the past five years, Tucker has made many friends from all over the world.
Many of his friends are included in his Tucker's Online Photo Gallery. If you would like to join Tucker's Gallery of Friends, send us a photo of the Scottish Terrier that owns you; tells us where you are from, and how old your Scottie is.
Scotties are so photogenic. Share your Scottie with Tucker and the World!!
Send Your Photo To: paul@scottieconnection.com
Posted: 01/04/2009
Tucker's Reflections on 2008
Boy, what a year 2008 was. It was a year where very few Madoff!
Who knew that a recession began in December 2007, and by September 2008 the financial system, as it was known to us throughout our lifetime,would virtually collapse.
Well, apparently Tucker was not only aware of these events well before they unfolded, he was also able to successfully navigate his business - ScottieConnection.com - through the retail minefields of 2008.
Tucker's vision atop his perch is prescient. While Online holiday sales in general were flat compared with previous years, Tucker's Online sales increased 33% compared with 2007.
Tucker's business philosophy is quite simple..."Give the Scottish Terriers and the people owned by them what they want; give it to them quickly; and provide many barking Scottish Terriers to offer exceptional customer service."
Like the Scottish Terrier in general, Tucker's customers are very loyal. They know that they can always find new and unique "Scottie things and gifts" at Tucker's Online store. They know that Tucker works very hard to keep them happy.
Tucker wants to thank all of his loyal customers for his most successful holiday shopping season ever, and he promises to be as innovative and creative throughout 2009.
Posted: 01/01/2009
Tucker's Passion
The urge to fit in.
That is what Scottish Terrier's are all about.
Of course, it is you how must fit into a Scottie's life.
Not the other way around.
They are loving, loyal and feisty characters.
They express these traits every waking day.
You can see them in all that they do.
They insist upon your undenying love.
Not for a minute can it waver.
Not for a moment can it be withheld.
Not for a day can it be hidden.
For the faithful Scot will take full and due note.
Enrich yourself with your Scottish Terrier's presence.
For there is nothing like it.
A life without.
Is a life incomplete.
A Scottie will always be with you in both life and death.
They capture your heart an soul.
And never let go.
Posted: 12/29/2008
Tucker's Winter Watch
Last week, Pat was walking along State Street in Boston when she encountered a man with a small dog. It was a particularly cold day, and the little pooch had a winter sweater on.
However, Pat noticed that the little pup was lifting up it's paws and wimpering. As the man and dog approached Pat, she said to him..."Don't you realize that your dog's feet are very cold, and on a day like this, it won't take long for the paws to become frostbitten?"
The man, a tourist from Florida, genuinely did not realize how quickly on a very cold day a dog's paws and pads could be feeling the effect of frostbite.
Pat insisted that the man pick the dog up and carry him back to the hotel. She also told the man to check the dogs pads for discoloration, and also to inspect between the pads to make sure that ice balls were not stuck to the hair.
Pat asked the man..."How do you think you would feel walking around on a frigid cold day without your shoes and sox on?"
The bottom line here is this - our beloved Scotties have feelings too. When it is especially cold, it is best to keep their exposure to the elements limited. This is especially so if we are talking about a mature Scottie.
Anyone over the age of 60 knows what the cold can do to our bones, joints and overall spirits.
For those of us who do not spend the winter in Florida, beware of the dangers associated with the cold weather.
Posted: 12/22/2008
Tucker's Wish List
Most of you know Tucker to be a fun-loving, care-free Scottish Terrier soul. He can be as funny as Milton Berle once was; as light on his feet as Fred Aistaire ever was, and as charming as Clark Gable.
He is capable of solving Rubik's Cube-like mysteries, and he is passionate about football, soccer that is.
Each year Tucker has been with us, he will be 11 on December 26, we are so thankful for his presence. He lifts our spirit each day, and he is there for us at the end of each and every day.
He has asked us to share with you his Wish List for 2009. Here it is:
-A warm and loving home for every Scottish Terrier.
-A hearty home cooked organic meal.
-Marrow bones each day to keep the vet away.
-Frequent walks each day.
-Occasional car trips for good measure.
-Weekly visits to Magoun’s Saloon to see Sammy.
-Attention when demanded.
-In-attention when demanded.
-“Coffee” in the morning.
-Pat’s P-Nutty bones as frequently as possible.
-A new toy now and again.
-Another healthy year.
-Many more healthy years to come.
-Many more discussions with Paul and Pat – They talk; I listen.
-No demanding encounters with anyone.
-No demands or commands at all.
-A No-Work" contract.
-Happiness for all.
Comments: (Add Comment)Comments:
Posted on 12/29/2008 by Tucker
Jericho,
Many thanks for the Happy Birthday greeting. I hope you have many Happy Birthday's to come, and especially wish you and your mom a very happy and healthy New Year!
Your dearest friend,
Tucker
Posted on 12/26/2008 by Jericho's mommy
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TUCKER!!!!!!
Your friend, Jericho
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Posted: 12/16/2008
Tucker’s Seat at the Inn
No matter what the day,
No matter what the temperature,
There is always a perch awaiting Tucker at his favorite Inn.
The Inn could be full of festive patrons.
Not a seat or perch to be found.
No matter.
The presence of Scottish royalty is at once recognized.
All look in awe of the Scottish king.
Mr. Tucker, as he is known to all.
They all move aside,
As the parting of the Red Sea.
The king trots through the opening to his treasured stool.
It is forever there for the royal one.
The Innkeeper greets Tucker with the usual royal welcome.
An evening of fun and frolic awaits.
Scottish royalty is always welcome at Olde Magoun’s Saloon.
Posted: 11/28/2008
Tucker’s Thanksgiving Thoughts
I am thankful to Paul and Pat for allowing me to be a part of their lives over the past 11 years.
They have been very happy years for me.
I have never been scolded or yelled at.
They have always fed me very healthy food, and have even gone to the trouble each day of boiling my organic carrots, ground beef and brown rice.
I go everywhere with Pat and Paul. I love riding in the car.
I am especially thankful that neither Pat nor Paul has ever tried to infringe on my independence and freedom. I would not be a Scottish terrier were I not free and independent.
I love my life, my family, my freedom and, above all, I love my Scottish heritage.
A better life, no Scottie has ever lived.
Posted: 11/24/2008
Tucker’s Holiday Tips
The holidays, shared with family and friends, can be wonderfully memorable. However, they can also be very stressful for both man and canine, especially our high-energy, very territorial and endlessly curious, Scottish Terriers.
This will be Tucker’s eleventh holiday season. Nothing has escaped his curiosity. He wants to see, experience and taste everything. However, be especially careful with leftover food, and cautious about overwhelming your Scottie, especially a young puppy, with a large number of unfamiliar guests.
Tucker has always been very well behaved around family and friends. He, of course, must greet them all individually as they enter the house, but once everyone realizes that he is the keeper of the castle and treats him with the respect that he deserves, the partying can begin.
Tucker wants to share with you a couple of words of caution. Canines, being scavengers at heart, especially the socially unskilled ones, relish the opportunity to share the holiday turkey alone with everyone else. This is not at all a good idea. Turkey wings and legs have small bones that could fragment and lodge in your Scotties throat, stomach or intestinal tract if consumed. Fatty leftovers such as turkey skin can trigger inflammation of the pancreas, a potential life threatening situation.
Also, keep garbage out of your Scotties reach. Trash such as plastic wraps, aluminum foil can cause an intestinal irritation or obstruction if swallowed.
Tucker has one last suggestion. As guests arrive and leave, keep an especially watchful eye on your Scottie. Scottish terriers, more than any other breed, thirst for that dash to freedom that each door opening represents. Be vigilant and have a wonderful holiday with your family and friends.
Posted: 11/17/2008
Happy Tucker
Have you ever seen an unhappy Scottish terrier? Did you ever see a Westie that had the blues? One reason why Scotties and Westies are never unhappy is because they are not here to impress other Scotties and Westies.
Posted: 11/09/2008
Tucker and Fala
As everyone knows, Fala was very close to President Franklin Delano Roosevelt. Fala loved to travel with the president. Over time, a very strong bone developed between Fala and the President he owned.
This special relationship between Scottish Terrier and their primary human companion is unlike any other between canine and man. This bond is eternal and everlasting. The Scottie never loses the emotional attachment he has developed for his human companion. When FDR passed away at Warm Springs, GA in April 1945, Fala lived another 7 years always hoping and expecting to see the President at any moment.
Fala lived a wonderful life with Eleanor Roosevelt after the president’s death. They were virtually inseparable. They went on long walks through the woods together; he sat beside her chair each day, and greeted her properly when she returned to their home. However, Fala never gave up hope of seeing the President again.
Such is the spirit, optimism and loyalty of the Scottish Terrier. This is what makes them so special. They capture your heart and soul. Anyone who has ever been owned by a Scottie knows about this special bone. There is nothing like it on the planet.
Posted: 11/07/2008
Tucker defends Barney
John Decker, the Reuters Reporter, who stuck his hand at Barney, President Bush's Scottish Terrier. and was nipped on the finger as a result, says his mother has a Scottish Terrier, and he knows something about them.
Tucker thinks that Mr. Decker, not only does not know anything about Scotties, but he also does not know the basic rules of approaching any canine.
Never, never, did Tucker say never, do you lunge your hand in front of any dog's snoot. Even if the dog casually knows you, the act will be interpreted as an aggressive one, and the dog will respond in the only way it knows when he needs to defend himself.
There are basic rules of behavior for both man and canine. But, in this instance, there is no excuse for human stupidity.
Posted: 11/01/2008
Tucker's Portrait
It has been said about artist, Lee Mitchelson that her work..."is the actual soul of the animal." She has been represented by some of the leading art galleries in the United States.
Lee is a co-creator of Artists United for Animal Rescue, a select group of professional artists and photographers dedicated to making life better for animals in need.
What does this have to do with Tucker? Well Lee Mitchelson sent us a note earlier this week that said..."No where else online can I find more delightful Scottie photos than yours of Tucker." A finer compliment can be found nowhere.
Lee asked us if she could do paintings of Tucker and use them for an animal charity auction. Of course, Tucker gave his permission to Lee saying..."he would be honored to help with the animal rescue event."
Isn't Tucker a handsome devil? You be the judge.
Posted: 10/26/2008
Tucker's Friend Angus
AS you know, Tucker has many friends. His loving personality is what endears him to many Scots and the souls they own.
Angus is a FOT (Friend of Tucker's). He recently ordered a number of books from our great selection of wonderful stories about Scottish Terriers. Angus told Tucker that his companion Terry has written and illustrated a new Scottie book that is scheduled to be published in June 2009. Tucker can hardly wait to review terry's book.
We will all be on the lookout for Terry's new book. In the meantime, Tucker and Angus will stay in touch.
Posted: 10/20/2008
Tucker the Diehard
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Tucker, like most Scottish Terriers, is always alert, feisty and quick a foot. He, in fact, is very much like a battery that won't die.
As most of you well know, the breed's nickname is "little diehard" given to it in the 19th century by George, the fourth Earl of Dumbarton. As the story goes, the Earl had a frisky pack of Scotties, so brave that they were named "Diehards."
Our Tucker though is a most loving soul. He is a compassionate companion; an understanding witness to the day's events and, most of all, he is a 'diehard' participant in all we do. We love him so much.
Posted: 10/13/2008
Tucker's Top 10 Reasons Why He Likes Baseball
This is the time of the year when Tucker becomes a true baseball enthusiast, that is, Boston Red Sox style.
Tucker still has his 2004 World Series Champions Red Sox T-Shirt. His fondness for baseball, however, is not so much tied to the game itself, but rather in the things he gets access to when he watches the games with us.
Here are Tucker's Top 10 Reasons Why He Likes Baseball:
10.) Get to sit next to a bunch of people who order a lot of food.
9.) When they are all in a delirious mood, get to scarf up their floor droppings.
8.) When everyone goes to the bathroom, get to sample the real good stuff.
7.) Potato salad anyone?
6.) Hot dogs are good, but I'm the hottest one around.
5.) Don't have to share any of the goodies with another dog.
4.) Don't have to get dressed up to watch the game.
3.) Don't have to watch out for foul balls.
2.) Don't have to deal with any stinky chewing tobacco.
1.) When the game is over, get to pick up after the "grown ups."
Posted: 09/26/2008
Where Are the President's Highlanders?
Tucker, our Scottish Terrier, tells me that there was a very important meeting at the White House yesterday at 4:00 PM. According to Tucker, the meeting was to discuss giving Wall Street $1 trillion as part of an overall economic rescue plan.
Despite the fact that the meeting attendees included some of the most powerful men and women in America - Nancy Pelosi, John McCain, Barak O'Bama, etc, it apparently ended without a Wall Street bailout getting done and, also concluded on a sour political note.
Tucker asks..."What went wrong?" He strongly believes that the meeting lacked a male and female who know a lot about finance, and possess superior wit, wisdom, and decision making ability far superior to those, mere mortals, in attendance.
Tucker says..."that if the Presidential Mascots - Barney and Ms. Beasley had been in attendance, the meeting would have concluded on a collegial note, and would have resulted in a momentous agreement."
The agreement supported by the President's Mascots, according to Tucker..." would require a $2.00 return on taxpayer money for every dollar invested in Wall Street. For those financial institutions unable to meet this requirement, they would go without taxpayer support."
The Scottie mind is always at work for the American taxpayer.
Posted: 09/10/2008
A Social Encounter
Tucker, our marvelous Scottish Terrier, and I were walking through the park the other day when a young woman approached and asked..."Oh, he is a handsome devil, what breed is he?" Tucker responded with this indignant look on his face..."Well if you have to ask, you don't deserve to know. And, oh by the way, what kind of devil are you calling me?"
The woman was quite surprised by Tucker's snooty response, so I had to clarify what his true intent was. I explained to her that..."Tucker is a unique creature, and that he truly believes that he rules the world. So when someone does not recognize him in his self-assumed role, he gets quite upset."
She seemed to understand, but nevertheless walked away shaking her head.
Posted: 09/05/2008
Transformed in Philadelphia
During the past two days, Paul was in Philadelphia. Needless to say, this was a difficult period for me, because Paul and I are very close. Before leaving for Philly, he said to me, "I will see you Thursday evening, you won't even know that I left."
Well being the Scottish Terrier that I am, he should know better. Of course I would miss him, and my whole daily routine would be in shambles. However, I knew Paul has an important business meeting to attend, so I bit my tongue and accepted the fact that I would be without him for a couple of days.
While Paul was there, he called and told me about a really cool canine event that will be held in Philadelphia on Saturday, September 6, 2008, it is called The 4th Annual Carnivale of the Dogs (10:00 AM - 2:00 PM. This sounds like a great opportunity for the Scottish Terrier clans of Philadelphia to don their kilts, and prepare for a frolic in the park.
Well getting back to Paul's situation. He met some great folks at a great business called The Neat Company, and he is going to manage their very first Boston store.
He returned all excited about this development, and I was excited just to have him back home. He said..."He said his meetings at The Neat Company had a transforming effect on him."
Posted: 08/29/2008
A Visit to Porter Square Books
Fiercely independent like Tucker, our Scottish Terrier, Porter Square Books has become a meeting place for bookworms and canine aficionados alike.
Today, Tucker was on a mission to deliver some of his favorite treats Liver Stars to a new customer. He met his new customer last week at the Book Store. She is a dog walker who happened to have one of her clients with her - "Lady" a cute Bichon.
Tucker shared his Liver Star treats with Lady and they hit it off immediately. One thing led to another, as they always do when Tucker is around, and he found himself with a new treat order that he personally delivered today.
In Porter Square, there is more commercial activity going on than just book selling. And as you would expect, Tucker as always is right in the middle of everything.
Posted: 08/27/2008
The Mark of Heisey Glass
Since we offer Scottish Terrier collectibles and antiques at Scottieconnection.com,we are often asked about our views on the subject of Scottie collectibles.
Recently we were asked about Scottie glass figurines made by the Heisey Glass Company. The inquiry comes from someone who has a Scottie figurine made by Heisey Glass around 1900.
We have yet to come across a Scottie figurine made by Heisey Glass. If we do come across one, we would consider it a real treasure.
Brief History
In 1895, Heisey began building his own glass factory in Newark, OH. In 1900, the company began using its famous trademark, an “H” placed in the center of a diamond. The diamond “H” logo was designed by A. H. Heisey’s son, George Duncan. The idea for the design came from George Duncan’s fraternity pin. The diamond “H” logo would remain in use until the company’s closing in 1957.
The company produced high quality, hand made glassware that was sold throughout the United States.
Heisey Animal Figurines
Most of the Heisey animal figurines, including Scottish Terriers, were introduced in the 1940's.
The Heisey Glass Mark
Approximately 80% of Heisey's glassware was market with the "Diamond H" trademark, either pressed in the glass or on a paper label. Its celebrated Diamond H trademark was known around the world. Today, it is a much sought after glass with collectors world wide.
The mark is not always easily identify, and can be found in hard-to-see locations such as the back of a tiny dolphin foot or worked into the pattern on a pressed stem.
Collector's Information
A good beginning point for collectors of Heisey glass is an Identification and Value Guide that can be found on Amazon.com.
Posted: 08/22/2008
Looking for Constance Coleman in Porter Square
On a gorgeous Tuesday morning, Tucker, our brilliant Scottish Terrier, decided to take me to Porter Square in Cambridge to meet with Anne McNulty, our sales representative from Caspari, to order some Christmas Cards.
In particular, Tucker wanted to order cards designed by Constance Coleman. She is recognized as a leading talent in Scottish Terrier art.
Tucker agreed to meet Anne at 8:30 AM. As always, Tucker and I are notorious early-arrivees - 7:45 AM. With lots of time to spare, Tucker decided to take me on a tour of Porter Square. Following the geography and biology lesson, we were ready to meet Anne.
Never the shy lad, Tucker spotted Anne and immediately approached to introduce himself and me. After the normal pleasantries, Tucker wanted to get the Christmas card order placed quickly, which we did. Meanwhile Tucker spotted a cute Bichon Frise named Bella. Tucker, being the sharing soul that he is, offered a Liver Star Cookie to his new found friend. Bella seemed to be in heaven with her new treat.
In a matter of 20 minutes we were able to find Constance Coleman after all, as well as recruit two new admirers of Tucker, the friendliest Scottie alive.
Posted: 08/20/2008
Even Tucker, Our Scottish Terrier, Uses Social Networks to Get Ahead
Last week I was speaking with an Internet Marketing Consultant from HubSpot.com, and received some great advice. During our chat about Inbound Internet Marketing techniques, the discussion drifted toward the use of social networking and web 2.0.
In short, Tucker and I were advised to join LinkedIn, an online network of more than 25 million professionals from around the world.
We were encouraged to create a profile that summarizes our professional accomplishments, and promotes our business - ScottieConnection.com. Tucker immediately thought this was a great idea, so he asked me to follow this insightful advice.
You can now find our new LinkedIn Profile online.
Do you think social networking is a good way to promote a business? Please leave a comment below.
Posted: 08/18/2008
Scotties 'n' Great Pictures of Scottish Terriers
If you have not visited our Scottie Photo Gallery, Tucker, our Scottish Terrier, suggests that you take a peek at photos of all of his cute and adorable friends. They come from all over the United States and across the globe.
You are in for a real suprise. You will love Tucker's Litter of Scottie Friends. Tucker would love you to send him pictures of your Scotties so he can include them in the Photo Gallery.
Email your pictures to: customerservice@scottieconnection.com
Tucker on the Lookout for Pictures
Posted: 08/12/2008
Tucker's Monday Meltdown
Anyone who owns a Scottish terrier is aware that they come with an attitude. They are self-confident, self-assertive, territorial and always ready for a challenge.
These independent, free-thinking Scotties that own us are both a joy and, at times, exasperating. Yesterday was one of those exasperating moments that Tucker chose to share with me.
We all know that if you suggest (ordering is out of the question) to your Scottie that they cannot sit on the couch, you might as well be talking to the wall. From their perspective, if the couch is good enough for the people that they "own," it certainly is good enough for them. Tucker certainly gets this point.
Well yesterday, I left the house for a couple of hours around lunch time. Before leaving I put some pieces of carrot inside Tucker's Everlast Treat Ball. I do this all the time. It is a challenge for him to get the treats out of the ball and, when he does, he gets an attractive reward. All seemed perfectly normal as I left the house.
NOT! When I returned, I found the phone book and a cook book torn to shreds. Other papers were also scattered on the kitchen floor. I asked Tucker..."What happened?" He stared at me with one of his ominous looks, and began barking and frantically lunging his head under the microwave oven stand.
Just as if there was a fox or squirrel under the stand, he was in relentless pursuit of his treat ball. In the process of trying to get the ball, he destroyed anything else that got in his way - the books and papers.
He has his target cornered, but he could not quite fit his head under the shelf to retrieve his ball. But, he know it was not going to escape as well.
Everything was under control as far as Tucker was concerned. And, in the end, that is all that matters.
Posted: 06/05/2008
Tucker Resting
Tucker can never seem to escape the eye of the camera.
Although he is used to the spotlight, every now and again, he seems to be saying..."let me take a wee Scottish nap."
We love his directness and honesty. There is far too little of it in today's multitasking world. In Tucker's universe, the pace is considerably slower, and the outcome a bit mellower.
Posted: 06/04/2008
Tucker's Disappearance
Over the past couple of days, we seem to have lost our dear friend, Tucker, the frisky Scottish terrier, who we regularly visit in cyberspace. Although Scotties are famously known to disappear at the “drop of a hat,” our friend Tucker is also known for his fierce loyalty.
Therefore, his disappearance is somewhat out of character. He enjoys the attention of thousands of people from all over the globe coming to visit with him each day. Being the social animal that he surely is, Tucker is excited each and every day by all the attention.
He truly loves his Scottish terrier friends, and wants them to know how much he loves them. Tucker promises that his recent, albeit temporary, disappearance shall not be repeated again in the future. You give him strength, hope, vision, and encouragement each time you visit with him. Tucker welcomes you each day in his cyber-home as a true family member, and he especially thanks you for your loyalty.
Posted: 05/26/2008
Tucker and Pat
Tucker always enjoys going to Olde Magoun's Saloon. His best friend, Sammy, a 2 year old Jack Russell, is usually there to greet Tucker.
Tucker enjoys looking out the large open window to take in the moving sights and sounds of Medford Street. As is always the case, Tucker is a show stopper. People driving by in their car and stop to wave and say hello. Others come up to him at the window to admire him. Tucker just always has a way with people.
Pat was sharing the view with Tucker, but all of his attention was on the people walking by. As is usually the case, Tucker enjoyed his stay at the Saloon. His one disappointment was that Sammy was not there to greet him on this occasion.
Posted: 05/23/2008
Tucker on Memorial Day
Memorial Day by Tucker
Memorial Day is a day of honor.
It is a moment for all Americans,
Young and old,
To thanks those who made the ultimate sacrifice for their country.
For without their sacrifice,
America would not have been,
Nor would it be now,
Nor will it be in the future,
The great nation she is today.
The men and women in uniform,
Who have given their lives for America,
Must always be remembered by all for what they have done.
They have died on the battle field,
So all Americans can continue to enjoy their freedom.
We must all reflect and remember the sacrifices of our soldiers.
We must thank the families who will forever grieve the loss of their loved one.
Celebrate your freedom,
But always remember from where it came.
Posted: 05/19/2008
Tucker's Top Ten List
Tucker, the world's greatest Scottish terrier, and our constant companion, is always organized with a plan for each day.
Here is his plan for today:
1.) Have my morning coffee.
2.) Drop Pat off at her office in Boston.
3.) Visit the park for some exercise and recreation.
4.) Tour the neighborhood.
5.) Chew on my marrow bone.
6.) Have plenty of brown rice, raw carrots and boiled hamburger.
7.) Watch some television.
8.) Catch a mouse.
9.) Get plenty of rest during the day.
10.) Be noticed by everyone.
Posted: 05/16/2008
Tucker's No
No by Tucker
No day lasts forever.
No night is too long.
No morning is unpleasant.
No daylight can be squandered.
No moment shall pass unoticed.
No tree shall be passed without marking.
No day shall be wasted.
No opportunity shall pass.
No obedience to man.
No yielding to anything.
No looking back.
No fear of the future.
No is unacceptable.
No day makes us older.
No event maks us less wise.
No day shall defeat us.
Posted: 05/14/2008
Tucker's Look
Look by Tucker
To look and observe is to learn.
To not look is denial.
Observation puts nuances in perspective.
I look every day.
Nothing gets by me.
I see you and me.
You only see me.
But only if you look.
If you choose not to observe.
You have lost.
You cannot remember what you have not seen.
It cannot be imagined.
I want to see everything.
Nothing escapes my view.
I see things differently than you.
And I imagine all with another view.
You see but you do not know.
I see and I immediately act.
You see only with your eyes.
I see with my eyes and nose.
I am happy to see, hear and smell.
Remember, I am always looking at you!
Posted: 05/12/2008
Tucker's Great Day
Great Day by Tucker
Have one.
It will invigorate you and all around you.
Do something daring.
Do something fun.
Great days are few.
So feel it and experience one.
Go beyond your normal boundaries.
Explore all of the day's offerings.
Share it with everyone.
Recall it forever.
Relive it if you can.
Forever capture it's essence.
Posted: 05/10/2008
Tucker's Recommendation
Treat Mom this weekend, and what better way to do so than to watch a great belly howling movie about a dog show.
That's right get close to your Scottie on the floor of your entertainment center; grab a bowl of Pupcorn, and pop-in the Best in Show movie.
You each can vie for the Best Spot to view this hilariously entertaining movie. You and your Scottie will each compete for the loudest and longest laugh and howl, respectively.
Spend some quality time with your Scottish terrier and Mom this weekend. You will laugh endlessly!
AAAAARRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Posted: 05/09/2008
Tucker's Wisdom
Wisdom by Tucker
Today is another performance.
All living beings are the actors.
They move around and about randomly.
Scripting does not seem considered.
Each seems to have a role.
In the grand overall scheme.
Some appear to have many parts to play.
Others only a few.
The grandest actor of all,
Is the Scottish terrier,
For he is the wisest of all creatures.
Posted: 04/29/2008
Tucker's Milk
Milk by Tucker
Milk is my delight.
I have it early each day.
I enjoy it.
And look forward to it.
It is an expectation.
And a source of energy and inspiration.
My delight was not there today.
I am still waiting and hoping.
Did I do something wrong?
Did I misbehave?
I will not despair.
I will not bark.
I will continue to expect.
I am sure it will come.
My source is very reliable.
It's absence was due to human failure.
But the day is young.
I am sure that I will enjoy my milk before too long.
Posted: 04/23/2008
Tucker on Explore
Explore by Tucker
Never disappoint yourself.
Explore everything.
Stick your snoot in the ground.
And start the journey.
Discover what is there.
You will also discover yourself.
Do not worry about the extremes of heat or cold.
Savor the journey.
Visit somewhere you have not.
Meet a canine neighbor you have missed.
Swim in a river you have not before found.
Go to a city you have never seen.
Always acquire new knowledge.
Do not back down from a fight.
Your stature on earth will increase.
Learn from all that you do.
Explore all that there is.
Overlook nothing.
Learn from all.
Be the grandest of all.
Posted: 04/21/2008
Tucker's Top Ten Picks
Most everyone knows that Scotties have been proud owners of some very famous people. Here is Tucker's all-time favorite list.
10.) Shirley Temple
9.) Queen Victoria
8.) Dwight Eisenhower
7.) Ali McGraw
6.) Memphis Belle Flight Crew
5.) Ronald Regan
4.) Charles Lindbergh
3.) Humphrey Bogart
2.) George Herriman
1.) Jackie Kennedy
Of course, there are many more famous people that have been inspired by the intelligence, loyalty and love of their Scottish terrier, but none more than Tucker's very own companions, Pat and Paul.
Comments: (Add Comment)Comments:
Posted on 04/22/2008 by Jericho's mommy
Tucker, don't forget the most famous Scottie of all.... FALA, proud owner of Franklin D. Roosevelt!
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Posted: 04/17/2008
Tucker's Character
Character by Tucker
I am what I am.
I walk and act proud.
My bark can be heard by all.
My stare incites fear in all.
I am a Scottish terrier.
I fear nothing.
I give everything.
I live for the challenge of the day.
No path cannot be walked.
No Forest can find me lost.
No man can control me.
No stair cannot be climbed.
The park is my playground.
The day is my bone.
The hour is my moment.
The now is my time.
I live for now.
I enjoy each nuance.
I smell the flowers.
I see the sunshine.
For I am Tucker.
Posted: 04/13/2008
Tucker's Curiosity
Tucker's curiosity is legendary. Today, he poked his head in the shredded paper bag. We use the paper for packaging purposes.
However, Tucker thought there was something good hidden in the bag other than just shredded paper. He rolled around in the bag until he satisfied himself that there was nothing more to it.
Tucker subscribes to the WHO, WHAT, WHEN, WHERE, HOW and WHY school of thought. All must be answered before he moves onto the next challenge.
No Scottie ever becomes a fool due to serious inquisition. Everything is thoroughly investigated!
Posted: 03/12/2008
Tucker The Marvel
Tucker has heart.
He has enormous courage.
He is fearless.
And supremely confident.
He judges himself through himself.
He is his own guide.
He walks the walk.
And barks the bark.
For after all,
He is Tucker the fearless and confident one.
He sees what is,
And what can be.
He will look you in the eye,
And melt you instantly.
Coddling he needs not.
Direction he can do without.
His journey is never complete.
There is always more to discover.
Time is a hindrance.
For there is too little of it.
Resourceful and clever he is.
Solutions are found within him.
Nothing can hold him back.
For he is his own Scot.
Posted: 03/02/2008
Tucker on Rest
Rest
Rest is the fuel for action.
It is a necessary ingredient to success.
The weary become confused.
And confusion leads to failure.
Tucker knows the value and importance of rest.
However, he does not let it interfere with spur of the moment actions.
He knows that the journey cannot be completed without rest.
He is also aware of it's contribution to health.
A moment of rest is worth an ounce of gold.
It enables the mind to solve complexity.
It gives the heart the pause it needs.
But most of all, it replenishes the will to persevere.
Comments: (Add Comment)Comments:
Posted on 03/13/2009 by Tucker
Please send Tucker photos of your Scotties and Carin and he will include them in his photo gallery.
Posted on 03/09/2008 by bezardmarie
I have 3 socts ant 1 cairn terrier
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Posted: 02/27/2008
Tucker's Predecessor II
Following the loss of Jack, Pat and Keren (our daughter) decided that we all needed to be owned by another Scottie. Upon returning from one of my many Eurpoean trips, and just before my birthday, I was presented with a little fuzz ball of energy and curiosity, oficially as a gift to me, but in reality a wonder to us all.
We decided to name him Mac. He too enriched our lives in ways that no human can. He was always there for us, never for himself. He agreed to our every wish, and never demanded for himself.
He was host, receptionist and entertainer to many foreign diplomats and high ranking officials who attended our frequent back yard barbecues and dinner parties. They were all mesmerized by Mac's political and diplomatic acumen.
What a joy he was. We think of him and Jack daily.
Posted: 02/24/2008
Tucker's Predecessor
Jack, he was a very handsome Scot. Many years ago, oh about 38 or so, we found Jack at a pet store in Virginia. He was about six months old, and when the shop owner let him out of his crate, he started running around in circles.
He was so full of energy, and so anxious to leave that store, we decided that he was to come home with us. He gave us so much joy. He was the beginning of our love for Scotties, and the reason why to this day, we would be very lonely without our Scottie.
Tucker is with us now, and he always will be; just as Jack and Mac (more on him on another day) have always been with us.
Posted: 02/13/2008
Tucker’s Success
Nature has set no limit to Tucker’s desires and dreams.
He always either finds a way, or makes one.
He, of course, was born to succeed.
To Tucker nothing is impossible.
Challenge him and he will achieve success.
To any Scottie, nothing is impossible.
This is not to say that achievement comes easily or quickly.
To never think of failure, is the first step toward winning.
Tucker’s flaming heart is his essential ingredient to achievement.
He is greater than he is, because he achieves everything and more.
Achievement for some is by finding a way.
For Tucker winning is by making a way.
Tucker believes that nothing is inevitable.
Winning comes through effort and sacrifice.
For him, no sacrifice is too small.
Nor is any effort too large.
There is a Scottie at the beginning of all great things.
Let us all rejoice in Tucker’s ongoing achievements.
Let us acknowledge in him applause for Uno.
For today Uno can enjoy what Tucker experiences each day.
Posted: 02/10/2008
Tucker Rocks and Rules
And the winner is?
Posted: 01/01/2008
Tucker's New Year's Wish
This beautiful Scot brings happiness to us each and every day.
He wishes everyone a very Happy, Healthy and Prosperous New Year.
And, he especially hopes that the New Year will bring eternal peace to the men who survived Shakey's Hill over 37 years ago.
Bravo Tucker!
Posted: 12/26/2007
Tucker at 10
Tucker is ten years old today.
Here are Tucker's top 5 reasons for not wanting to be 70 today, or any other day.
1.) I will never retire.
2.) I will never admit my age.
3.) I will never become a burden to society.
4.) I will never accept public assistance.
5.) Scotties never grow old, we are forever
young.
6.) Scotties never walk alone.
Posted: 12/20/2007
Tucker the Scot
The Scot has never been servile, and has always regarded independence as the first of earthly blessings. His love of liberty has never been subdued. History has taught him to stand firmly on his own four legs, and to look the world steadily in the eye. He is quick to resent rebuke or even the mildest criticism.
Posted: 12/18/2007
Tucker and Snow
So far this winter, Tucker has encountered more snow than the entire winter of 2006.
Although Tucker has his own waterproof rain and winter jackets, he truly does not like snow. Here are Tucker’s real thoughts on the subject.
Snow
Snow is to be avoided at all costs.
In order for snow to fall, it must be cold.
When it falls and sticks to the ground,
It sometimes drifts well above my head.
Snow is a substance that must be removed.
Before I step outside, the snow must be pushed aside.
I always find myself slipping and sliding.
My paws and pads get cold very quickly.
Snow is an unavoidable nuisance.
I do not enjoy it, nor will I ever tolerate it.
It seems to come and go as it pleases.
It deposits itself in the most unlikely places.
Snow wherever but not in my yard.
Do not cover my walkways.
How can anyone be tolerant of the substance?
Posted: 12/06/2007
Tucker's Hope
Hope
Tucker hopes that an alpha leader will emerge.
One who has a vision of tomorrow.
A leader who can transcend partisanship.
And who can marshal support for change.
Tucker realizes that much needs to be done.
He believes that no one can work if they are sick.
He hopes that everyone can be cured of their fears.
It will take an alpha leader who offers hope to all.
And who brings change to many.
Hope without change is an empty bowl.
An empty bowl left unfilled results in neglect.
Tucker hopes no one is ever neglected.
No alpha leader would ever allow such a state to exist.
Posted: 12/05/2007
Tucker's Clan
Tucker’s Clan
Clan is a group related by blood, marriage.
It is a collection of commonly bonded relationships.
For some, a clan can be a clique or a sect.
For Tucker, the clan descends from the Scottish Highlands,
And is composed of all Scottish terriers.
Tucker’s clan has a worldwide reach.
And includes many Scotties with far reaching interests.
Some are named Annie, Archibald and Tullio.
Others are called Katie, Kaycee and Simon.
All are bound together as one large common family.
And all are in pursuit of one common goal.
Scottish terriers from the Highlands of Scotland.
They are the rulers of the universe.
Posted: 11/18/2007
Tucker's Monday
Monday
Monday is the first of a seven day week.
Why seven, not an eight day week?
Monday can be energizing, or it can be challenging.
To be first is always great; third or fourth can disappoint.
Monday can be like the start of a marathon.
The beginning is always fresh.
Monday gets you to the start of a huge challenge.
As one travels the road, Monday becomes but a remembrance.
Monday becomes another day in the sequence of events.
Some roll through the sequence with ease.
Monday is always the launch point.
Wednesday is always the mid-point.
Posted: 11/17/2007
Tucker's Fun
Fun
Fun is to be free of leash and control.
And to innocently explore the open wilderness.
Fun is to walk the neighborhood.
And to be recognized and admired by all.
Fun is a source of energy and contentment.
And it provides many hours of satisfaction.
Fun can be challenging and serious.
And it can occasionally lead to trouble.
Fun could occasionally be boring.
And every now and again, it can cause worry.
Fun is most often an acceptable norm.
And at the very least, it captures the spirit of independence.
Posted: 11/04/2007
Tucker's Red Sox Moment
Tucker does not care very much about getting dressed-up for any occasion, but last week, he was moved by the Red Sox World Series win.
In fact, so moved was Tucker that he donned his own official Red Sox baseball cap to demonstrate his support for the Old Town Team, a phrase that long precedes "Red Sox Nation."
For the four game series, the Sox had it all - starting and relief pitching, timely hitting and well timed boomers, defense and speed on the bases and, most of all, they had supreme confidence in themselves. They were wonderful to watch.
The Boston Red Sox had on display during the Series all of the essential ingredients one finds in a Scottish terrier champion. Tucker was quick to recognize these championship qualities, because he possesses them all and MORE!
Posted: 11/03/2007
Tucker and Noel
Noel is visiting today;
what will he bring Tucker's way?
Will he be gentle or cruel?
Will he come leashed or unleashed?
Will Noel storm in or creep out?
Will he arrive with a heavy or light paw?
Noel oh Noel, from thee what can Tucker expect?
As you pass through,
will you leave our trees standing,
or will you spread their branches randomly throughout?
During you journey,
will you leave Tucker with energy or without?
What will it be Noel?
Will it be troublesome or free?
Will it be treacherous or hazard free?
Will your winds howl and be foul?
What will it be Noel?
Tucker insists that he know.
His howl has more force than your gale.
What will it be Noel?
Tucker must know!
Posted: 10/09/2007
Tucker's Happiness
Happiness
Tucker is always asking what the meaning of this word "happiness" is while at the same time demonstrating the "state of happiness" time and time again.
Tucker is probably happiest when he is in the company of other Scottish terriers. They seem to innately connect with each other, much as members of a clan do.
If happiness is the opposite of unhappy, Tucker tends to be one content Scottie. However, he does emote unhappy expressions when given a "command." He tends to obey, but with a great expression of reluctance.
He is certainly happy during his feeding times throughout the day ( 5:30 AM, 6:00 PM and 8:30 PM). He loves his home cooked/boiled meals.
He seems to be happy to be a member of our clan even though we are not Scottish. He does not seem to be hung up on ethnicity.
Tucker is happy because he is what he is - a beautiful, independent Scottish terrier. He rules both his world and ours.
We are very happy for him. We love him dearly.
Posted: 10/05/2007
Time to Rest
I'm tired. I need to rest. Paul had a big birthday celebration yesterday. We were partying all night. So I will just stake my claim to this spot in the kitchen where I can rest my weary bones.
I just need to rest for a short while though, because the Red Sox, my favorite baseball team, are playing the Angels in the American League Divisonal Series. Since the game begins at 8:30 PM, I have time to relax before game time.
Since baseball is not played in Scotland, I am no expert, but I am rooting for the Red Sox to win the series, and move on to the next level. It seems like the right thing to do, don't you tink?
I resolve not to get too caught up in the inevitable hysteria surrounding any Red Sox game played these days. I wish them luck tonight, but I am not going to stay up late to see the final outcome.
I will retire before midnight, and learn about the game's outcome from Paul in the morning.
For now, I am going to continue my rest and relax program.
Please Do Not Disturb!
Posted: 10/02/2007
Tucker the Great
Tucker is our (Pat & me) best friend. He is also an integral member of the family. He has been for almost the better part of 10 years. He continues to be now. We cannot imagine living without him.
He is a true Scottish terrier treasure. He is a beautiful, elegant, sophisticated, serious creature. He takes himself very seriously.
He has the prance of a noble, and the look of a king. Every day we realize that we are in the presence of greatness. Like Alexander the Great, he received an Aristotelian education at an early age.
Like Alexander, Tucker is handsome, courageous and intelligent. During the day and out in the field, Tucker is tireless. We also believe that he is a dreamer and, as such, is given to fits and moods occasionally.
Like Alexander, Tucker took a small territory and made it bigger. He expanded his control over it, and will never relinquish any of it to anyone else. Tucker is a fighter and conqueror.
We are his subjects. Tucker's sense of humor has won us over. His character and Scottie values are two of the things that make Tucker the Great so prominent in our lives.
Posted: 09/18/2007
Tucker's Rest
Tucker is loathe to commit to a certain schedule each day, especially if work is required. Oh don't get me wrong, Tucker loves his work, but it must be done on his own terms, and at a time that is convenient for him.
He is always ready to go anywhere at a moments notice, even though he might not know where or why he is going. He enjoys the trip to and from any destination. He is always pleased to travel somewhere, and is equally happy to return home.
Along the way there are no complaints, nor are there any special requests. There is only the quest to take in everything along the route.
Upon returing to the den, Tucker seeks out his favorite pillow to rest his not so weary head. Rest is an important part of his completely unstructured schedule.
Until the next walk...here's looking at ya!
Posted: 09/15/2007
Tucker Details
One major condo association project that Tucker and I have undertaken over the past couple of weeks is to prune the many shrubs we have growing along and around our enclosed wrought iron fenced yard. The shrubs have been long overdue for a pruning.
So for the past couple of weekends, Tucker has accompanied me on this assignment. In essence, He stands guard while I do the pruning. He does not let anyone or any pet approach me without first challenging their presence and purpose.
Tucker seems to take this responsibility much like a policeman directing traffic or on detail. Like the policeman, Tucker stands in a highly visible location in his jet black security outfit. He barks commands and points his paws in "Stop & Go" motions.
Tucker is really good at this kind of work. Literally no one bothers me during my pruning sessions. Everyone seems to know that Tucker is there to see that I am not disturbed.
Above all, Tucker understands that the work of the condo association contributes directly to the safety and beauty of the property which, over the long-term, benefits all association members, including it's founding canine member - Tucker.
You go boy!
Posted: 09/07/2007
Tucker's Secret
Many Scottie lovers know that Margaret Suckley gave Franklin Roosevelt his Scottish terrier, Fala. "Daisy" as she was affectionately called was 10 years younger than F.D.R. and was distantly related to him (they were sixth cousins).
Daisy taught Fala how to behave and to do tricks. F.D.R. took to Fala instantly. They were constant companions until the presidents death. Just as Daisy seemed to do, Fala went everywhere with Roosevelt. In August 1941, Fala was at the Atlantic Charter Conference in Placentia Bay, Newfoundland with the President and Prime Minister Winston Churchill of England.
Well, Tucker has uncovered an added dimension to Daisy's relationship with Roosevelt. It appears to have included more than daily walks for Fala. In an article in Today's New York Times, At the Home of F.D.R.'s Secret Friend Tucker has discovered that the relationship was both intimate and romantic.
"After Roosevelt died, his daughter, Anna, and a friend came upon a cache of Daisy's letters, hidden in the box from his stamp collection that Roosevelt took everywhere with him." Fala would have become jealous if he had sensed the depth of their relationship. After all, Fala thought he owned both F.D.R. and Daisy.
Once again Tucker has uncovered a fact that can only intrigue Scottie fans in the united States.
Closest Companion
Posted: 09/06/2007
Tucker's Movie Choices
Tucker loves Animal Planet. He watches it daily. However, he has his own list of Favorite dog movies.
These movies are great for young children to watch with their "fur child." Tucker also believes that adults will enjoy them as well.
He is a list of Tucker's favorites:
Old Yeller was released by Walt Disney Studios in 1957.
101 Dalmations is another Disney classic based on a children's story by Dodie Smith.
Lassie Come Home was first released MGM Studios in 1943.
Lady and the Tramp by Disney Studios in 1955 features wonderful music written and performed by Peggy Lee.
Best in Show is Tucker's all-time favorite. This movie released in 2000 by Warner Bros. is hilarious, especially if you love the absurdity of dog shows.
Tucker truly enjoys a good movie. Of course he dozes off in between the barks, but overall he is an avid movie viewer.
Sit back and enjoy Tucker's favorites. They are classics, and among the best ever. After all, what do you expect from your favorite Scottish terrier movie critic!
Posted: 09/05/2007
Tucker Influence
Sue Murphy once said.."Did you ever walk into a room and forget why you walked in? I think this is how dogs spend their lives."
Tucker has his routine in the morning. He wakes me up to feed him, then he goes for his walk. When he comes back into the house, Pat has a bowl of doggie coffee (half & half cream) ready to be inhaled. When Tucker finishes his coffee, he joins me in the living room because he knows I have an organic carrot for him.
Thereafter, depending on what is going on, he follows me from room to room in the hope that there will be a food or treat surprise for him. Sue Murphy hit the nail on the head, Tucker generally does not know why nor does he know what to expect when he enters any room, but that does not prevent him from announcing his presence anyway.
Mark Twain once said..."The dog is a gentleman; I hope to go to his heaven, not man's." I would tend to agree with Mark Twain. Being in the company of dogs, is far more rewarding and relaxing that hanging out with a group of men.
Tucker is a beautiful and stately gentleman. He possesses this beauty without vanity for he is a Scottish terrier. He walks around without insecurity, but with purpose. There is not an evil bone or thought in his little body, but do not misplace civility for courage, for he will defend his territory to the death.
If there is such a place as heaven, there shall be no justice in the universe, unless all dogs arrive there before the first man. Tucker is surely a heavenly creature. He has done nothing not to deserve the penthouse suite.
At the end of every day and at the beginning of another, I see Tucker's adoring face staring at me, and because of him, I consider myself the luckiest person on earth.
Thanks Tucker!
Posted: 08/24/2007
Tucker The Wanderer
Scotties are wanderers. Tucker certainly is one. He goes around, around and around.
If Tucker could, he would go from street to street, house to house, park to park, town to town, and wander without a care in the world. He is quite the explorer. There is no end game for Tucker, it is the adventure that thrills him.
He is the type of guy who like to roam around, around and around endlessly. If he could, he would roam the world seeking adventure, excitement and nourishment.
Like his Celtic ancestors, Tucker is a true canine of passage. It is far better to experience life to the fullest than it is to live a sheltered and unenlightened life. No Scottie would settle for anything but the best, and the best that life offers is adventure and all that it brings.
Go forward and far, rather than backward and nowhere. Although Tucker does not necessarily know where he is going, he does know that he is going nevertheless.
Go forward Tucker. You shall never be held back!
Posted: 08/10/2007
Tucker on Guard
I may look small and, therefore, unintimidating, but if you have come to that conclusion, you have made a grave mistake. Big things come in small packages, and I am the biggest thing in the smallest package you will ever encounter.
Yes, I am Tucker the world famous Scottish terrier. At the moment, as you can see, I am protecting Paul and Pat from any and all unscheduled intrusions. If anyone wants to see them, they must first justify their request to me.
No one, but no one gets by me just because they show up on my porch. Besides, anyone who comes anywhere near my porch is immediately greeted by several loud, ear ringing, stomach turning howls and barks. This is usually enough to deter the casual visitor or passer-by.
If someone is truly interested in visiting with us, they will attempt to ascend the stairs leading to the porch. As they ascend the stairs, I always approach them with my tail point straight to heaven, my eyes starring deeply into theirs, and imply that I am about to go Scottie ballistic.
This always deters the visitor who suddenly discovers that they are at the wrong condo. There are many such visitors. However, for the truly serious visitor, my antics, although a bit startling and unsettling, do not necessarily stop them from approaching me.
Of course, the closer to me they get, the louder I become and the more threatening is my body language. Even if they say..."Hello Tucker"...I do not reciprocate with a similar pleasantry.
By this point, we have reached a standoff situation. I am not budging, nor will I step aside to let them pass. They, on the other hand, appear committed to actually visiting with Pat and Paul.
The only way this can be diffused and, ultimately resolved, is for either Pat or Paul to come to the porch and release me from my duties as "social gatekeeper."
As this happens, I invariably hear the guests say to Pat and Paul..."Tucker is such a really great guardian."
Pat almost always replies..."Yes, Tucker is the best guardian angel anyone could possible have."
Posted: 08/04/2007
Watch Out for Tucker
Scotties are ever curious creatures. They want to know everything about who they are with and where they are. Tucker is no exception. He is ever the trail blazer.
What makes Scotties so curious? Why are they so intent to explore the unknown? Scotties, Tucker believes, are driven to explore. Tucker's curiosity is both inborn and innate rather than learned or acquired.
He is constantly exploring his world and everything in it. He does not want to miss anything in his path.
On the most basic level, Tucker's daily explorations are for the purpose of finding food. However beyond food is the search for a "feel for the territory." Tucker wants to know who he is with, what others are doing, what is on the other side of the street, and why is that big dog barking at him.
Tucker does not worry about tomorrow, or what might happen later today. He is in it for the "here and now." He has an uncanny ability to never, I mean never, miss the obvious. He has the ability to reduce all terrestrial things to their basic components - survival, love, excitement and stability.
Who knows what is under the leaves and vines. Tucker does know, but he is not telling.
Keep looking Tucker, the world is full of adventure. Enjoy it, my dear friend.
Posted: 07/14/2007
Are You Looking at Me?
Tucker keeps telling me that I have gone to the "Dogs." Certainly, I have fallen for him. How can I not?
Tucker is the one absolutely unselfish friend that I have. He would never desert me, nor would he ever be ungrateful. Scotties are especially loyal to their human companions. Their loyalty never wanes. Tucker is no exception.
He will stand by me, no matter what. He always treats me as if I rule the world. He would willingly protect me with his life if necessary. Oh yes, I am quite taken by Tucker.
Tucker really believes that I have gone to the "Dogs." Here are some of his reasons why:
- All of my charitable contributions go to animal organizations.
- I help raise money for animal rescue organizations.
- When planning a long weekend vacation, my first thought is whether Tucker will be welcome at the hotel.
- I often write about dogs, and Tucker in particular.
- I often take photos of dogs, and especially Tucker.
- I take Tucker to work with me each day.
- Most conversations I have with people include the topic of dogs, and Tucker especially.
- When Tucker decides that he does not like someone, I always defer to his judgment.
- When friends visit our house, they know which chair not to sit in.
- Our house is filled with Scottish terrier memorabilia and collectibles.
- All of our grocery money goes to buying Angus beef, rice, eggs, carrots, spring water and marrow bones for Tucker.
- We send out handmade holiday cards featuring Tucker.
- My friends have never seen me without Tucker at my side.
- Tucker eats nutritious human food while my favorite meal is pizza.
- I can only remember people by associating them with their dog.
- The first thing I do in the morning, and the last thing I do at night are take Tucker for a walk.
Yes, perhaps Tucker, in his infinite wisdom, is correct. I have gone to the "DOGS." I can think of no better state of mind or behavior.
Posted: 07/13/2007
Tucker's Retirement
Tucker, our Scottish terrier, is now over 9 years old. Being a bit older than Pat and I, he has become the "senior citizen" of the family.
Having recently acquired this lofty status, he has been confronted with a whole series of issues that require his attention. Should he wait until he is 66 years old before applying for "social doggie security?" Should he apply for "Doggiecare" parts A through Z?
Will Tucker be given a "senior citizen discount" when he goes through the drive-up window at Dunkin Donuts? Should he join AARP? Should he apply for a reverse mortgage?
Will Tucker suddenly become prey to scam artists and predators of the elderly? Since Tucker has no income, will he qualify for Doggicaid? What about food stamps, will he qualify? Is it too late for him to purchase a long-term disability policy?
Are there any good homes for senior Scotties? What should Tucker do if he becomes a victim of identity theft? Is it too late for Tucker to hire a financial planner?
Should Tucker exercise more? Will he receive a pension from the AKC? Will he receive a senior citizen discount to travel back to Scotland? Will "Meals-on-Wheels" start delivering his meals to his home?
These are just some of the issues going through Tucker's sharp and fertile mind at the moment. He does not seem to be particularly moved by any of them. In fact, he, if anything, is unfazed by any of these matters.
The truth of the matter is Tucker will continue to do tomorrow what he has done in each of his 9 dog years - take long naps, eat when he feel like it, enjoy his favorite treats, and insist on belly rubs all day long.
Tucker does not have to "retire" just because he is a senior canine citizen, he has always led a life in retirement.
Once again, Tucker outsmarts us all!
Posted: 07/12/2007
Tucker's Favorite
On a nice sunny summer day, most of us would like to get off the corporate treadmill, and just sit around with nothing specific to do but enjoy the day as it evolves.
As you might have guessed, this is one of Tucker's favorite activities. He loves to kick up his paws, and enjoy a good long look at everything that passes him by.
Today, we both sat outside Vincent's Barber Shop on Massachusetts Avenue. Vinnie usually has a chair outside his shop. It became an inviting respite for me and Tucker today.
There was a little breeze in the air, and the chair was overshadowed by a lovely maple tree that provided a welcoming space of shade.
Vinnie did not mind that we sat in his chair. Tucker and I must have sat there for a good half-hour. Tucker saw big and small people and children pass by. Several stopped to inquire about Tucker.
One lady asked..."What kind of dog is that?" I proudly said that he is a Scottish terrier. She further inquired..."Is he friendly?" I said..."Oh, absolutely!" She went on to ask..."Why isn't he wagging his tail?"
I turned to Tucker and asked the same thing..."Tucker, why isn't your tail wagging?" He briefly looked up at me, but just as quickly returned to looking at everything moving.
I finally explained that Tucker was not at all interested in our conversation. He was fully engaged in watching everything in movement. He really did not want to be interrupted with idle, banal conversation.
Being a serious student of human behavior, Tucker, by his own actions, was demonstrating how unimportant non-purposeful banter can be.
Asking a Scottie's companion why his tail is not wagging is analogous to asking Tucker why I am not smiling. Neither behavior denotes either happiness or unhappiness.
One can be perfectly happy and content without a wag or smile. Today, we were both content to "sit" and "watch."
Posted: 07/05/2007
Tucker's Holiday
Tucker Pondering His Next Move
Tucker's first order of business yesterday was to visit Caroline at Olde Magoun's Saloon.It was also an opportunity for him to see where Sammy, a Jack Russell friend, logs considerable daytime and evening hours.
Of course, Tucker, as is usually the case, caused quite a stir. Everyone came over to exchange the usual pleasantries. Tucker was his usual self. He allowed everyone to say "Hello," and to "pat" his head. But, as usual, he was just being tolerant. He was not into this ritual.
Tucker was, however, most interested in snooping around the saloon to see if there was any food that the "clean-up" crew missed from the night before. Sure enough, Tucker found several morsels of "pub food fare" to snack on.
Having successfully applied Tucker's houskeeping seal of approval to the premises, he was indicating that he was ready to move on to the next challenge of the day.
Since Tucker hates the rain, and the weather was not cooperating at all, he decided to view the Boston Pops 4th of July Celebration on television. He assumed his usual position in the "Captains Chair" to view the fireworks. Tucker, as he always does, followed each pop and burst with bark and shout of his own.
A dry Scottie is a happy one, and Tucker had an enjoyable holiday.
Posted: 07/04/2007
Tucker Loses a Friend
The Rev. Laurence Mancuso, the founder of the Monks of New Skete, died unexpectedly recently. Although Tucker did not know him personally, he credits him with many advances in the canine world - holistic nutrition and dog training techniques.
The Monks were noted for their training techniques which have become "gospel" to many dog breeders and owners. Their Training Books, "How to be Your Dog's Best Friend (1978), and "The Art of Raising a Puppy" (1991) have become classics.
Just as the Monks have advocated for years, you should "cuddle and message" a puppy from it's earliest moments. This early interaction makes a hugh difference in a puppy's personality.
Tucker's breeder applied the Monk's teachings to him, and he has grown to become an outstanding member of the canine community in general, as well as one of the best Scottish terriers on the planet.
Posted: 06/30/2007
Tucker's Chair
Tucker loves his chairs. He, of course, has more than one, but here is the tale of one in particular.
It all started with the purchase of a new chair for the living room. It was to be the chair where I would read the daily newspaper and watch watch the television from.
Well, at least that was the plan. However, Tucker, had already made up his mind about who the principal beneficiary of this creature comfort would indeed be.
Although Tucker does not read the daily newspaper, he has been known to tear it into shreds. Like me, however, he does have a favorite television program.
The day the new chair was delivered, we decided to go out to eat. As always we turned on Animal Planet, Tucker's favorite program.
When we returned home from the restaurant, we found Tucker comfortably perched in "our" new chair gazing at the TV. Thus began a daily struggle over who would occupy the chair first.
When I sit in it to read the newspaper, Tucker pokes his snoot into the paper. He does this several times before bark-shouting at me to put the paper down, and pay attention to him.
If I ignore him, he escalates his demand by grabbing an end of the paper and ripping it in half. He relentlessly continues until I move to another chair.
By winning the paper battle, he assumes his position of power in the chair that, he believes, belongs to him.
When we have friends or guests over for a visit, we always suggest that they make themselves comfortable anywhere but on Tucker's chair. One time, we had a guest challenge our time tested advice. He apparently thought that we were just kidding about Tucker.
Oh no! As soon as he plopped himself into "the chair," Tucker raced over to his chair, and shouted as only a true Scottish terrier can,..."AAARRRROOOOOOOOO!"
Tucker clearly was not telling our guest to remain seated, rather, and in no uncertain terms, he was saying..."Get out of my chair." Our guest happily accommodated Tucker before things got out of control.
Scotties believe that what belongs to them is theirs. They also believe in defending their possessions. An assault on "what is theirs" provokes strong defensive reactions.
You do not want to challenge a Scottie on his own turf.
Posted: 06/29/2007
Tucker's Least Favorite Hits
In an effort to bring you the most irrelevant, and least newsworthy information possible, Tucker has decided to share with you his Least Favorite Elvis Presley hits:
1.) "Hound Dog."
2.) "Don't Be Cruel."
3.) "All Shook Up."
4.) "Don't."
5.) "I Beg of You."
6.) "I Got Stung."
7.) "It's Now or Never."
8.) "I Feel So Bad."
9.) "In the Ghetto."
10.) "Surrender."
Tucker is, of course, a big fan of Elvis, but he wanted everyone to know that there is something unsettling about the song titles.
Posted: 06/28/2007
Tucker's Dirty Little Secrets
In his first 9 years, Tucker has not violated any AKC charter that we know of.
He has not plotted any assassinations, subjected any "unwitting participants" to behavioral and drug studies, conducted wiretappings on journalists, nor has he systematically opened any U.S. mail not addressed to him.
In general, Tucker, our stately Scottish terrier, has behaved as a good citizen of the Scottish "nation." For example, he has never called anyone, but especially a journalist, "Eggnog."
Tucker, however, is the ultimate neighborhood sleuth. From his perch on his back porch, he observes everyone and everything that moves. It is from this location that Tucker calculates and plans his every move throughout the "hood."
Although there are no official assassinations to his credit, and though he will clearly deny it, even if pressured to confess, he has been responsible for the "inexplicable disappearance" of several neighborhood varmints. In his heart, we are certain that Tucker, in these instances, thinks he is performing a service to the community.
Tucker has also conducted thousands of behavioral experiments on "suspecting participants." They, unfortunately continue to this day. These experiments are known to be highly successful. Once completed, the "participants" follow Tucker every where, and respond to his every bark command.
While Tucker has never systematically opened any U.S. mail, he has never walked away from a stack of mail, especially when it is easily within reach. When this happens, Tucker applies his daunting canine chops to the task of "opening the mail." He is the perfect, most efficient, low cost, junk mail shredder available anywhere. Once again, he feels that he is performing some kind of community service.
Fortunately, Tucker has done all of these things "on his own bone", rather than at the taxpayers expense.
We are very proud of our "spook." He is an important member of our family security team.
Posted: 06/26/2007
Tucker Had a Ball
Even on an extremely hot and humid morning while strolling through the park, Tucker can have a ball. Scotties always find a way to turn the "routine" into "fun and games."
As usual, Tucker trotted "off leash" approaching and marking each tree he encountered. He also keeps a close eye on me along the way. It is as if he is thinking of darting off on a uncharted journey if he can get away with it.
As we approached the basketball court, Tucker spotted an unattended basketball. Well, his uncharted journey turned into a 30 yard sprint toward the ball.
Once upon the ball, Tucker gave it the old "bark, growl and shove." He merrily began nosing and chasing the ball all over the court. Although the ball is taller and wider than Tucker, he did not allow the ball to take advantage of its size in this pushing and shoving match.
This antic appeared to catch the attention of a couple playing tennis in the adjacent court. They seemed amused by this little dog scampering after such a large ball. All of sudden a bright yellow tennis ball was tossed onto the basketball court.
Scotties are adept at multitasking. Tucker managed to game-fully play with both balls for a good five minutes. I asked the tennis players..."Do you want your ball back?" They said..."No. We wanted to give your beautiful dog a smaller ball to chase."
Tucker and I thanked his new admirers for the ball. On this day, Tucker's uncharted adventure ended with the acquisition of a new ball. From Tuckers perspective, if he could not acquire a bone or a squirrel, the new ball would suffice as a trophy.
Posted: 06/23/2007
Tucker the Car Thief
The trip home from the store Thursday evening began as it normally does, but ended with a theft.
Before leaving the store, I packed up my briefcase with the laptop, and a couple of turkey pattie treats for Tucker to have later in the evening. As I always do, I zipped shut the pocket containing the treats.
Tucker and I left the store at the usual time, and went straight to the car for the short ride home. I put the briefcase on the floor in front of the back seat upon which I placed Tucker.
Thus began the brief journey home. Tucker very much looks forward to his ride home, because ehe knows that he will receive his early evening treat immediately upon arrival. This meal consists of boiled meat, brown rice, carrots and eggs. When we pull into the driveway, Tucker darts up the stairway to the back door as if he had not been fed in weeks.
Ok, so about half way through the 10 minute trip home, I hear the ruffling of papers. Well, this is a normal occurrence, because I have newspapers and magazines on the back seat. Tucker, being the civic-minded Scottish terrier that he is, usually reviews the events of the day, and peeks at the magazine pictures.
So I am thinking nothing of his usual shenanigans. We stop at a traffic light and, as I usually happen to do in these situations, I turn to tell Tucker that we are only a couple of minutes from home.
As I turn to him, he is staring at me with a white bag in his mouth. I said to myself..."How did he get the treat bag out of the briefcase?"
I tell Tucker to..."Give." He very reluctantly let go of the bag. And, in an instant, the light changed to green, and we were on the final short leg of our journey home.
Scotties never cease to amaze me, and Tucker is no exception. In the past, he has gotten treats from my briefcase when the pocket was left open. Such situations are a "no brainier" for him.
But for him to unzip the pocket, he probably had to rely on his stalking and hunting instincts.
In the old days, Tucker might have been greeted with a heroes welcome for such a deed. However, on this occasion, he was labeled a car thief.
Posted: 06/22/2007
Tucker the Donut Terrorist
Most weekend mornings, I go to Dunkin' Donuts to get coffee and 2 old fashioned donuts for Pat. Tucker, of course, comes along for the ride.
To Tucker, the visit to DDK is unimportant. He knows what I get on each visit, and always seems uninterested.
He is far more interested in returning home, because he knows that upon arrival, he will receive his "coffee." Tucker looks forward to having his "coffee" every morning.
Well, his "coffee" is not exactly coffee, but he thinks it is. Pat mixes some Hood Half and Half Cream with water. He loves it!
Upon returning home, I placed the coffee and donuts on the kitchen table. Pat had Tucker's "coffee" ready, and he merrily pranced over to his bowl to devour it.
I then took my coffee into the living room to read the newspaper. While perusing the sports section, I hear Pat talking to Tucker. I could not hear exactly what she was saying to him, but there seemed to be something, a bit out of the ordinary, going on.
I went out to the kitchen, and saw that pat had a donut bag in her hand, and Tucker seemed to have a smirk on his face.
I asked Pat..."What happened?" She said..."Tucker got up on the table and grabbed the bag of donuts." I said...Yeah?" And Pat said..."No, you do not understand. Tucker ate the donuts that were in the bag."
We both realized that, once again, Tucker outsmarted us. If we are not vigilant about our donuts, a terrorist with a single-minded nose for donuts can take a little joy out of your morning.
Of course, Tucker meant no harm to Pat. He simply thought that this particular bag of donuts was meant for him.
Posted: 06/20/2007
Tucker's IRS Audit
Recently, Tucker received a letter from the IRS requesting that he meet with them about his 2004 tax return.
The letter stated that they had questions about the establishment of his Website, as well as other business expenses that were submitted. Tucker was actually happy to receive the letter. He knew it meant that he could walk through the streets of Boston on the way to his meeting.
Scotties, known for their "calculating mind" have a keen sense for the real and practical. Tucker is especially skilled at this game.
On his way to the scheduled appointment, Tucker strolled through Faneuil Hall Marketplace where he once worked. He was greeted by all his friends who wished him luck at his IRS meeting.
On his way into the John F. Kennedy Building, Tucker was greeted by a "security guard" who told him to ..."put all of your metal objects into the white basket before proceeding through the metal detector."
Tucker trotted through the metal detector, and was told to ..."stand on your hind legs and raise your front paws." Tucker understood this to mean that he was going to be "patted down" and immediately became submissive.
He was told to take his belongings, and to proceed to his appointment. Tucker trotted over to the elevator, and pressed the 7th floor button with his nose.
Once off the elevator, Tucker followed the scent of the "bean counters" to room 7250. The door was locked. Tucker had to announce his presence into a telephone attached to the door. The receptionist had to get a Scottish translator to understand what Tucker wanted.
This exchange took several minutes before Tucker was greeted by Thomas Healey who would conduct the audit. Mr. Healey seemed a bit uncomfortable having to conduct the audit with a Scottish terrier.
From Tucker's standpoint, the more uncomfortable the interviewer was, the better the outcome was likely to be for the interviewee.
It all began innocently enough. Tom asked for all of the back up on the items in question. Tucker had all of the information needed, but apologized that many of the documents were littered with his paw prints.
Tom began methodically entering numbers into his ancient adding machine. This took several minutes. He then entered the same information into his desktop computer. Tucker patiently awaited the outcome of this taxing exercise.
Tucker was then told by Tom that the $2,400 deduction for Web Design and Development was not allowable. Tom explained that..."Under IRS rules, a Website in an intangible, not an asset."
Tucker immediately barked that a Website is an online store where people buy their Scotties all kinds of goodies - collars, leashes, jackets, treats. Tucker then asked..."What is intangible about that?"
Tom went on to question the "domain name expenses." Tom wanted to know what a domain name was. With this question, Tucker was mortified. He could not believe how a 21st Century person could not know what it was.
Tucker kept his cool while explaining that ..."a domain name is equivalent to a street address of a store." Tom seemed to be confused by Tucker's answer, and wanted to move quickly to his next question.
It was clear that Tom was uncomfortable asking about Verisign SSL Encryption and Security. He asked..."What is all this stuff for." Tucker knew that if he gave an accurate response to the question, Tom would not understand it. So he said..."It is equivalent to installing a security system at a store to protect the business from theft."
This whole audit ordeal seemed more taxing on Tom than it was on Tucker. Tom kept going back to his 16th century adding machine, and his government programmed computer. After a few more minutes, Tom handed Tucker a sheet of paper that said he owed the IRS $200.
Tucker, however, noticed that the figures on the paper indicated that the IRS owed Tucker $200, not the other way around.
Tom seemed to be quite drained by the whole ordeal. His 16th century adding machine and government programmed computer were no match for a digitally grounded 21st Century Scottish terrier.
Posted: 06/15/2007
Tucker's Friday
As we do each weekday, Paul took me to Boston. He drops Pat off at her office on State Street. It's nice of him to do so, otherwise Pat would have to take public transportation to work.
From Boston we headed toward Foss Park, one of my favorite playgrounds. I usually meet other "fur friends" and today was no exception.
Maggie, a mixed shepherd and malamute, came over to say hello. She is a very well behaved Lassie. She sat behind one of the park benches, and watched me play "fetch" with Paul and my favorite tennis ball.
It was a beautiful, cool morning. I had a good workout, and when Paul said..."It's time to head home," I said goodbye to Maggie and followed him to the car, but took my sweet time doing so. I was in no hurry to leave the park.
When we arrived home we gathered up Paul's laptop, and my bag of carrots, and headed off to the store. Even before we "opened for business" we had customers waiting for us. Suzanna, a miniature Daschund, and Coco, a Bichon were eager to stock up on their favorite treats - Turkey Jerky, Turkey patties, and Liver Stars.
Both Suzanna and Coco were thrilled with their acquisition of the day, and promised to return very soon. A bit later, Sara, a miniature pinscher, came in for the first time. Tomorrow she will be celebrating her first birthday, and wanted to get some special treats for her friends who will attend her party.
Paul suggested a special box of mixed treats - pupcakes, liver stars, and lamb and mint cookies. Sara agreed with the recommendations, and left with a bounce in her step.
All-in-all not a bad day. I am now looking forward to going home to my dinner and, since tomorrow is Saturday, I get the day off. I plan to be "waited on" by Pat throughout the day, we well as watch my favorite TV program - Animal Planet!
Posted: 06/13/2007
Tucker's Home
Tucker, our Scottish terrier, cannot imagine what it would be like without a permanent home. He does, however, sense that some Scotties, are currently homeless and seeking a new, permanent home with a loving family.
From Tucker's point-of-view, every Scottie should be in a "loving home." Tucker, like most domesticated dogs, is a creature of structure and habit. This, of course, is not unlike the human condition.
Tucker receives his meals at approximately the same time each day. He also gets to go to the park and receives his walks at just about the same time each day. What would his day be like, or how would he feel, if his routines were dramatically altered?
What would happen if he could not sleep in his bed at night? What if he did not have a bed to sleep in each day?
What if his normal food was randomly changed each day? What would happen to Tucker if he did not visit his veterinarian for regular check-ups?
If Tucker's routine were dramatically altered, he would at first be confused, and would probably be "grumpy" and mad. If his food were abruptly changed, he would most likely get sick and dehydrated.
If many changes were thrown at him in a short period of time, Tucker would surely become unhappy and probably feel unloved.
Tucker knows that "at risk" Scotties experience considerable disruption in their daily lives. He knows that they may even feel unwanted.
In most cases, the Scottie's independence and spirit allows them to weather the storm of changes needed to make the adjustments from "what was" to "what will be."
This adjustment is made all that much easier if a Scottie goes from one loving home to another welcoming and loving situation. Everyone wants to be loved. Our dogs want and need to be loved.
Tucker knows he has a wonderful home with a loving and caring family. He, however, worries about those not so fortunate Scotties who face uncertainty each day. A day in a dog's life is quite a long time.
We all are entrusted with the care and well being of our pets. How we carry out this responsibility sheds considerable light on the essence of who we are and where we are going.
Posted: 06/05/2007
Tucker's Tuesday
The Red Sox have lost 3 out of their last 4 games. They lost the Series to the Yankees at home, and let Oakland win a game last night.
Although Tucker did not watch the last two games - both losses - he has an acute sense of what happened. During the last two losses, Tucker knows that the Red Sox "bull pen" collapsed in the ninth inning, giving up game winning home runs.
Scottish terriers are not accustomed to losing. Losing is not part of their genetic or behavioral make up. They always expect to WIN.
Following last night's loss, Terry Francona said "I was proud of the team." This kind of reaction to a loss is inexplicable to Tucker. He looks up at me with his big, piercing brown eyes and says in "Scottie-ease"..."How can anyone be proud to lose.?"
Before Terry Francona condones any more losses, he should sit down with Tucker to discuss what constitutes "a winning attitude." Without a winning attitude, the large Red Sox lead in their division, could very well disappear.
The Sox have spoiled Tucker's Tuesday. For the moment, Tucker has thrown the team into his sock heap!
Posted: 06/02/2007
Tucker, the Unhappy Fan
Tucker - An Anxious Fan
Following last evenings loss to the Yankees, Tucker has been sulking around the house.
He expected the Red Sox to win the first game of the series and, instead, the "Old Town Team" not only lost, but also had two key players - Mike Lowell and Kevin Youkilis - hit by errant pitches.
So, while the Yankees Nicked the Sox in the opening game, Tucker is hoping for a return to form in today's game for the Sox.
If Tucker were Terry Francona, the Red Sox manager, he would tell the team to go out and "blow the socks off the Yankees." A Scottish terrier hates to lose. It is unthinkable. He would also tell Curt Schilling, today's Sox starter, to "be very aggressive with both A-Rod and Derek Jeter."
Tucker will not be a happy camper if the Red Sox get banged up again during today's game. Today, Tucker will paw back in his favorite chair - the captains chair - and sip on a Doggie Brew and munch on some pupcorn.
Let's hope that the Red Sox do not end up in Tucker's sock heap at the end of today's game.
Posted: 06/01/2007
Tucker's Sox
Tucker loves socks. His first toy was a pair of my socks. To this day, he loves them.
However, this weekend, Tucker's interest will switch from socks to the Boston Red Sox baseball. Why? Well, it's a Big Sox vs. Yanks Series at Fenway Park.
Currently, the Red Sox are 13 1/2 games ahead of the Yankees in the standings. If they sweep the 3 game series this weekend, the Sox will have a commanding lead in their division.
What does all this mean for Tucker? Well first of all, he will be watching each game from his perch on the "captain's chair." In addition, he will be sitting there with his Boston Red Sox Bandanna.
From the "captain's chair," Tucker will eagerly await the announcement of a "Big Pappy" or Manny Ramirez home run. While the crowd cheers, Tucker howls.
Should any of the Yankees - Derek Jeter or "A-Rod" hit a home run, Tucker will supplement the boos with "barks and grumps."
I can see the anticipation in Tucker's eyes. He is looking forward to this weekend series. He is already licking his chops, because he will dine on hot dawgs and chilled carrots during each game.
Tucker is always less interested in the outcome of each game than he is motivated by the "goings on" during the event.
It's always a toss up between socks vs. Sox with Tucker. However, when he can have both at the same time, my Scottie is in heaven.
Posted: 05/31/2007
Tucker the Pocket Terrorist
Since Tucker owns his own treat boutique, he makes sure that I always have my pockets full of delicious treats to share with him and his friends throughout each day.
With a Scottish terrier ever present, this practice has become a costly liability. If I happen to leave treat crumbs, or the forbidden liver cube, in my pants or jacket during the evening, Tucker, the "Pocket Terrorist" strikes in the stealth of the night.
In over 9 years, neither crumb nor treat cookie has survived an evening without the terrorist successfully consuming its target.
These attacks, however, have resulted in considerable damage. Many pant, jacket and coat pockets have been damaged, some beyond repair. I have had many discussions with Tucker about his terrorist activities. He, nevertheless, is relentless.
Tucker, the "Pocket Terrorist," is ready to strike again. It is only a matter of time. He knows it, and so do I!
There is no defense against a terrorist attack. A determined, crafty, brave, terrorist is an ever present threat to any pocket containing treats.
Tucker - An Innocent Looking Terrorist:
Posted: 05/29/2007
A Scotties Value
Tucker is with me every day.
He is protective, dedicated and loyal.
On most matters, he usually has the final say.
His bright, piercing, dark brown eyes are suggestive of his broad and complex nature.
Tucker sees what he wants to see,
and is extremely selective about what he hears.
Orders are not received well, and new guests are met with suspicion.
Praise is expected,
even when unwarranted.
Tucker's protectiveness and loyalty is unwavering.
You can tell that he is a proud laddie.
He prances around as if he owns everything in sight.
And if he could have his way, he just might!
Posted: 05/25/2007
Why It's Great to be Tucker
Scotties think that they rule the earth. Our Scottish terrier, Tucker, thinks he has a thoroughly marvelous life.
Here's why!
April 15 means nothing to him.
When it's raining, he can lay around the house all day impervious to being fired.
If he gains weight, it's not his fault.
Everything smells good to him.
His personal valet combs his hair.
He is not expected to take a bath every day.
No matter what itches, no one is offended if he scratches it in public.
At the store, he can do as much or as little work as he wishes.
Sleeping on the job is not a terminal offense.
He never has to pay for coffee and doughnuts at the drive through window.
Tucker never makes a mess in public, his personal valet always picks up after him.
Tucker is neither late nor early for an appointment because time is relative.
If Tucker wants something, anything, all he has to do is "bark and stare" to get it.
In short, Tucker is unshackled from the time sensitive, pressure filled, deadline driven, goal oriented world that shapes our existence.
Posted: 05/24/2007
Tucker's Stare
It is 4:00 PM and Tucker is staring at me with the intent gaze that only a Scottie can project.
His "staring eyes" are haunting. I always ask myself what is going through this "wee Scots" mind as he looks at me and completely through me.
One thing is certain. His staring does not conform to the normal dictionary definition..."(used of eyes) open and fixed as if in fear or wonder."
When Tucker begins to stare, he is neither in fear nor wonderment. Perhaps I should be, but he is not.
Rather, the staring is his "call to action." Such a "call" usually means that I must do something for/with him - go for a stroll, play fetch, or drive him home so he can have his dinner.
Tucker knows that his silent stare is usually sufficient enough to get me to do whatever he wants. He also knows that if this initial "call to action" does not product the desired result, he is prepared to engage in a series of "escalating actions" designed to produce results.
These actions can include - barking, whining, putting his paws on my feet or leg, etc. Since it is not quite time for me to chauffeur Tucker to his home - he knows this, of course - we decided to go for a brief stroll down Massachusetts Avenue.
Once again Tucker wins. The stares have it!
Posted: 05/15/2007
Tucker's Tuesday
As is usual most mornings, Tucker helps with our Internet orders. He especially likes to help with the packaging and mailing.
Today, we had an order to be sent to Oklahoma City, OK. After the packaging was completed, Tucker accompanied me to the Past Office to ensure that the package got sent off properly.
After dropping off the shipment, we went to the store to get it ready for the 10:00 AM opening. Before we open, Tucker makes sure that I have sufficiently stocked the barkery case with pupcakes, liver and cheese brownies, cannoli's, and yogurt dipped bones.
Tucker enjoys this part of the day, because he is hoping that a treat or two are dropped on the floor. It does not happen every day, but on this occasion it did. In fact, the cannoli did not even hit the floor. Tucker put his sharp teeth and big jaw around it before it had a chance to land.
Throughout the day, Tucker officially greeted all of the customers. He especially delights when "fur child" friends visit. Molly, Casey, Lu Lu and Sparky all came to say "hello." Tucker instructed me to offer his friends a special carrot and molasses treat.
Tucker does this because he knows that he will receive one, as well. His rule is for me "to give to others what also must be given to him."
In between customer visits, Tucker prods me to take him for his several walks throughout the neighborhood. I, of course, have no choice but to happily comply with his every demand. After all, when the "master" commands, the only acceptable choice is to fully comply.
Posted: 05/08/2007
Tucker's Everlasting Fun
The days at our store are long, but for Tucker, our Scottie, they probable seem endlessly long. An hour to a dog, many actually equate to several normal human hours.
I try to make the day fun for Tucker - several walks, a couple of play/training sessions - in addition to devoting time to his "Everlast Fun Ball." It is terribly difficult to find a toy that your dog will play with independently.
Tucker, however, will play with his "Everlast Ball" Everlast Fun Ball for endless periods of time. All I have to do is fill the ball with his favorite treat - liver, salmon or chicken. He plays with the ball until it is devoid of treats. At which point Tucker barks a refill order.
This ball is a great pacifier, as well as a great interactive toy. This morning, I had the ball in my briefcase in our home office. Tucker, of course, sensed that it was near-by and, through a process of elimination, found it. He knocked over my briefcase, stuck his snoot into one of the pockets, extracted the ball, and dropped the ball at my feet.
This, of course, meant that it was now time to insert a treat, so Tucker could go off alone and have everlasting fun.
Posted: 05/05/2007
What is Tucker Doing Today?
As you might expect, our Scottie, Tucker, wears many hats. Of course, the one he loves the most is his dog hat. Of all the things Tucker could be, he loves being a Scottish terrier.
However, since he has a prominent role in Scottie Connection's retail store and Website, he is called upon to do many things to help our company. Today, for example, he is at our administrative office helping Pat, our Chief Financial Officer, update our sales and inventory reports.
Although Tucker's direct contribution to this exercise is a little hard to quantify, Pat tells me..."Just having him here is very helpful."
Tucker, of course, is always pleased to help in any way he can, as long as he is properly rewarded for his efforts. While his rewards can come in many different forms, he strongly prefers treats such as turkey patties, salmon, and beef liver.
Things seem to be going well. Tucker is happily barking out instructions to Pat, and she, in turn, is dolling out requisite rewards to Tucker.
Posted: 05/04/2007
Tucker the Capricorn
I am not much for paying attention to the Signs of the Zodiac, but I decided to take a peek at what Tucker's horoscope would say about him.
Here is what I discovered. "Sagittarius dogs are explorers and hunters." So far, this is only somewhat correct. The hunter part of it seems accurate. After all, Tucker is a Scottish terrier, so he was bread as a working dog. However, when we took him to an Earth Dog trial as a puppy, he wanted no part of going through a tunnel to find a rat.
His horoscope went on further to say..."Your Sagittarius dog will make you smile, whenever you are sad. His amusing character will enlighten your day. He is active, trustworthy, and reliable." Tucker sheds both light and showers amusement on my each and every day.
Finally..."Always take your Sagittarius dog with you on journeys. This ideal travel companion will enhance your trip." I take Tucker with me everywhere. I work with him every day. He is a fun considerate boss, who loves to have fun.
Yes, Tucker is my constant companion through the journey of life.
Posted: 05/03/2007
You Can Do No Wrong
I am sure that you have noticed that your dog is always watching your every movement. No matter where you go, and what you do, your dog wants to be a part of it. I can assure you that Tucker insists on being included in all that we do.
You could do, say, or think the dumbest of things, and your dog will give you a complete pass on it. Tucker neither scolds nor lectures me.
Prove it to yourself. Run off to the grocery store without your wallet. When you return home to fetch your wallet, you will be greeted by your "fur child" as if you had just won the Lotto. No matter that you do not have bags of delicious food in your hands.
My Scottie, Tucker, has such a great attitude. He is always positive, assertive, forceful and persistent. Tucker is also very forgiving.
If every human had a mentor with Tucker's traits, the world would truly be more balanced and considerably more peaceful.
Posted: 05/02/2007
Barking Duel
Everyone knows that Scotties "think" that they are much larger than their physical stature suggests. They seem to behave as if they are giants among dwarfs.
Scotties, being the social animals that they are, relish a good old contentious canine debate. Tucker had an especially feisty one at the store today with one of his long haired dachshund male friends.
It amounted to a series of dueling barking exchanges. Each dog seemed to want the last bark. In addition, each wanted to out shout - bark - the other. Neither seemed to tire during the "debark."
It was unclear to this observer just what the topic of the "debark" was. Both seemed to understand the others point-of-view, but neither one appeared willing to make concessions.
In the end, Tucker seemed to declare himself the winner, not because he scored the most barks, but because his bark was the Loooudeeeessst!
Posted: 05/01/2007
The Ride Home
From the day we originally took him home, Tucker has always enjoyed a "ride-in-the-car." He loves to hear that phrase.
He especially enjoys his ride home each evening after a "long" day at the store. He knows that he will get his boiled dinner - ground beef, brown rice, egg, and carrots - as soon as he arrives home.
The mere thought of this dinner drives Tucker to action each day at about 4:00 PM. At bout this time each day, Tucker begins his "Melting a Human" routine.
It goes something like this. He begins making me aware that he wants something - a ride home - by putting both his paws on my knee, and cocks his head to one side. If I ignore him, which I inevitably do, he repeats this same action, but also adds a cute whine to reinforce his request.
I usually tell him it is too early to "go, but we will leave soon." Well, over the next two hours, Tucker repeats his "Melting" routine at least a dozen times, until I finally say..."It's time to go home."
He merrily trots out the door with me for his walk to the car, and his "ride home." I am sure that he is convinced that his "Melting" act has once again achieved its desired result.
Posted: 04/26/2007
ATM Treat Dispenser
Normally, I bring Tucker to the ATM machine near out store.
Like any ATM, the transaction is swift and predictable. Insert the bankcard, enter the "password", select the amount of cash desired, and within seconds we are on our way. Tucker tolerates this brief intrusion to his normal walk to the car. In short, he senses there is nothing in it for him.
However, there is a certain ATM machine at a bank located in the center of town where the visit becomes a rewarding experience for Tucker.
At first, the visit has all of the same attributes of a "normal" ATM visit. However, once I take the money and receipt, a well dressed bank teller approaches us and asks. "Can I offer your dog a treat?" Well, upon hearing his most favorite word of all-time, Tucker immediately assumes the "sit" position and raises his right paw, and begins licking his tongue. I tell the wonderful "food fairy" that "Tucker would love a treat."
The teller happily gives Tucker his treat, and says "Come and visit us again, we always have treats for your dog." Tucker again hears the word "treats", but otherwise dismisses all else.
It is amazing how some banks and companies get it. Dogs really do rule the world. If you can make a simple visit to the ATM machine a very special occasion for a dog, just think what could be done during a loan closing session.
Posted: 04/25/2007
Tucker's Marathon
Like any world class athlete, Tucker is up at 6:00 AM each day, and is eager to begin the daily marathon. Of course, this means that I am up with him, and my first task as his training manager is to feed him his home cooked meal.
Next on the list is to take him for his first of many walks, sprints, crawls that comprise the daily regimen. These controlled series of interval training sessions prepare him for his attempt at the marathon. Yes, that's right, the 26.2 mile version.
I have talked to Tucker about the seriousness with which he must prepare for this undertaking. His response to this note of caution is..."Seriousness is for humans, Scotties are in another world."
Last week Tucker was in Hopkington limbering up with other world class athlete's waiting for the start of the Boston Marathon. Just as he does each day, he started sprinting up and down the street as if he was saying..."You will not be able to catch me."
When the race began, Tucker found himself considerably behind the lead pack of runners. Even though the first part of the race is downhill, Tucker could not keep up with the leaders.
Our plan was to meet up at the first water station, and to decide on "next steps." Since by the time Tucker arrived at the station, he was virtually "out of gas." He asked if I could drive him to the finish line in Boston.
On our way to Boston, Tucker seemed to regain some of the energy he had spent to the course. He seemed to be inspired by the many spectators who would be assembled at the finish line. A quarter mile from the finish, Tucker rejoined the race to the thrill of the crowd which chanted.."Tucker, Tucker, Tucker."
Being a retired show dog, Tucker was used to this kind of attention. As he approached the finish line, he probable thought he would receive a liver treat as a reward.
Instead, he was confronted by a race official who asked for his official entry number, and how he could have finished far ahead of the lead pack. Finishing ahead of everyone else is nothing new to a Scottie.
However, the requirement to have an official entry number seemed perplexing to Tucker. He promptly told the official..."Life is one long marathon and there is no official entry process." He further said..."Why is there such a formality for the Boston Marathon?"
Posted: 04/24/2007
Fly Balls vs. Grounders
Ever imagine what it would be like to take your Scottie to a baseball game? It certainly would be an adventure for dog, servant, and all affected spectators.
First of all, the purchase price of the ticket would be met with a hearty objection. Tucker is, after all, Scottish, and would be outraged at today's ticket prices for a major league game.
Once into the ball park, the next obstacle would be to navigate through the crowd to the reserved seating. This would be no easy task while being barraged with many goodies to sniff test - hotdogs, onions, peppers, chili, and pizza. This would be the point at which Tucker would conclude that he was in doggie heaven.
Settled into our seats, we await the beginning of the game following the playing of the National Anthem. Tucker did not stand duting the song since his allegiance is elsewhere.
During the game both teams banged out several hits. The crack of the bat hitting the ball did not seem to faze Tucker. However, when a home run was hit by the "old town team" and the crowd stood and cheered, Tucker somehow felt that he too had to join in the fun. He responded with his own version of a cheer - Arrroooooo. With that, he seemed quite pleased with himself.
The most challenging moment during the game came when someone several seats away from us ordered a hotdog from the vendor working the stands. As is the practice in such situations the customer passes the money to the vendor, and then the hotdog is tossed to the customer. This procedure normally works to perfection on most days.
However, with Tucker between the vendor and the customer during the toss, his instinct was to intercept the hotdog during its aerial flight. Like Brooks Robinson used to do at third base, Tucker lept to his left, made a gem of a play, and gobbled up the hotdog quicker than you can say "out."
Tucker's interest in ground balls appears somewhat limited, but he leaps after all fly balls with the enthusiasm of a "mad dog."
Posted: 04/21/2007
The Eyes Have It
You know you have met an honest, earnest, decent person when they can maintain eye contact during a conversation. Someone who looks down during a conversation, or who maintains intermittent eye contact is usually disinterested, nervous, or not very confident.
On the other hand, if you make too much eye contact, or if you stare too hard at other people, they will feel uncomfortable. Staring too directly at another person can be intimidating.
Scotties are eye contact masters. When they want something NOW, they will get right in front of you and focus a laser like stare at you. The stare is intimidating enough, because you know it will be followed by other actions if you do not respond appropriately - treat, play, tummy rub, or walk.
However, if you want something, Scotties use their expressive eyes to let you know what to expect. For example, when the command "COME" is used, it is usually met with a nano-second stare, followed by an immediate about face, and a prance off in another direction.
For Scotties, the eyes speak a thousand words.
Posted: 04/20/2007
Tucker vs. Woods
Imagine for a moment, a golf match between Tucker and Tiger Woods. Such an event would pit the world's top ranked golfer against one of the world's most savvy earth-dogs.
Think about what a golf match offers a Scottie. Wide fairways offer a place to frolic in public. The rough and trees offers tremendous opportunity for great leg action. Canals and lakes would provide much needed cooling and bathing sessions during the match, and sand traps could offer great opportunity to bury an opponent's ball.
Scotties being as clever as they are, Tucker would know that his match with Tiger would pit Mr. Woods strength on the fairways with Tucker's keen ability to read the greens.
Knowing that Tiger would be looking down on his opponent even before the match began, Tucker asked for three "mulligans" for each hole played. Although never confronted with such a request before, Tiger granted Tucker his wish.
Throughout the match, a funny thing happened along the way. Tiger easily dominated the fairways, although the "mulligans" enabled Tucker to keep up. However, once on the green, Tucker's keen ability to read the greens from a grounds-eye-view enabled him to easily win the putting game.
During the walk to the clubhouse, the champion looked down at Tucker and said, "You really are a big package in a little box."
Posted: 04/19/2007
If Scotties were Human
The Scottish terrier has the blood line, look and behavior of a royal monarch. They are very protective of their kingdom and its citizens.
They have the courage and confidence to do battle with any intruder anywhere at any time. They would risk their life before asking others to do so.
The Scottie is very skillful at getting its wishes fulfilled without having to resort to deceit. They are great manipulators, and are even better at gamesmanship.
Once a Scottie sets out to do something, they will not back off until they have accomplished their goal. Persistence, determination, stubbornness are deep in their character.
Love and loyalty are also central to their genetic makeup. They give each unconditionally.
In the entire history of mankind, no human being has yet to equal the behavior of a Scottish terrier.
Posted: 04/14/2007
Greetings from Tucker
Hotel doormen are some of the most courteous and well informed individuals you find in most cities. They order cabs for you; offer walking directions to monuments, museums and restaurants; and assist you with luggage upon arrival and departure.
Tucker is the official door dog at the Scottie Connection store. He announces your fur child's arrival at the store; willingly offers an escorted tour of the place, and enthusiastically leads all friendly canines to the bakery case which is stocked with his favorite gourmet treats.
His motivation is pure and simple. He expects, like any good greeter should for a job performed well, to be compensated in some meaningful way. In a case like this liver stars or carob topped pupcakes work well.
Posted: 04/13/2007
Scottie Sniffing
Scotties live through their nose. Every time a dog leaves our store, Tucker retraces their each and every step to note and record the scent of the moment. He delights in this activity each day.
On our walks, he crazily licks trees, fire hydrants, bushes, street light posts, and saunters with excitement as he approaches street corners and brick walls.
He especially delights in smelling street corners. He alerts me to this levitating session by looking up at me with his big, beautiful, brown eyes prior to licking the curb before hoisting his leg to scent mark the spot for posterity.
Yes, Scotties are the sniff-patrol kings.
Posted: 04/07/2007
Oblivious to Being Handsome
Last evening, Tucker and I left the store at around 6:00 PM, our normal closing hour. With Tucker in tow, I turned off Massachusetts Avenue onto Marathon Street where our car was parked.
Tucker's usual routine, along this path, is to sniff and visually inspect everything in sight. His nose is always close to the ground hoping to discover some left over human delicacy. His other all-the-time obsession is to leave his mark everywhere.
While walking along Marathon Street, a woman stopped her car in the middle of the road, rolled down her window, and began starring at Tucker. She sat there in silence for the better part of what seemed to be a minute, and then said, "What a handsome and distinct looking dog."
Tucker, of course, is aware that he is a show-stopper. He just continued his sniffing and marking act, oblivious to the compliments being showered on him, and the now developing commotion on Marathon Street.
While this admiring woman had stopped her car in the middle of the street, approaching cars behind her were wondering why she was stopped there. After all, this was "rush hour", and people were headed home for the evening.
After taking one more admiring gaze at Tucker, the woman finally waved goodby, but you could tell that for a few moments, she had seen someting special. She seemed moved by Tucker.
Posted: 04/06/2007
Worldwide Scotties
Some people are reluctant to share photos of themselves, but virtually all people are very willing to share pictures of their pet's with anyone who will take a peek. They seem to share their pet's photos with the same enthusiasm as a parent discussing their son's or daughter's academic accomplishments.
Who is the real child here? Is it the dog, the son, daughter, or is it really the adult? We would like to tap into this unbounded enthusiasm, and ask all Scottie owners to send us photos of your "little devils."
We will include the photo in our Online Gallery for all the world to see. Your photos can be sent to paul@scottieconnection.com.
Posted: 04/05/2007
How's your dog treating you?
Increasingly, many people are referring to their dog as their "child." There are many reasons for this predicament. For one, there are "empty-nesters" out there without the burden of sons and daughters living in the home. For another, there are young single and married professionals that prefer either not to marry, or just defer having children.
These are the two demographic categories that seem to be fueling the "dogs as their child" phenomenon.
I cannot tell you how many times each week, while out and about for a walk, we encounter perfect strangers who look Tucker in the eyes and ask him with a straight face, "How's your dad doing? Is he treating you well?"
These questions are innocent, somewhat humorous and well meaning, but are fundamentally off the mark. The real question to ask any dog, but especially Tucker is, Are you treating your human companion well? Most dogs, but especially Scotties, own us. It is not the other way around.
Posted: 04/04/2007
Walking Behind Tucker
For those of us who walk daily behind a small black dog with their up in the sky tail and their ultra-confident attitude, you know how Scotties have a way of eliciting smiles from virtually every two-legged creature they encounter.
I have found that many people who we have encountered during our daily jaunts, do not remember my name, but easily recall Tucker's. Our Scotties light up the sidewalks wherever they go.
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Posted on 04/04/2007 by Kimberley Connors-Hughes
Our walks are always an adventure. Dubhgan leads the way, just as you suggest, head and tail up and ready. People call out to our Doogy, they have no idea who I am, nor do they care. I am Dubhgan's Mom. It's a role I treasure.
Many people tell us about their beloved Scotties. One crossed the street against traffic to tell us about the Scottie his Mom had when he was young. Many tell us of a member of their family who recently passed over. Doogy listens carefully and sometimes places a big paw on their foot. He can always so good with humans.
I am looking forward to a few days of sunshine so we can take to the streets again.
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Posted: 04/03/2007
The Computer Scottie - A Google Demon!
A couple of weeks ago, Tucker suggested that we come up with a new t-shirt design for our Scottie starved customers. Since spring is at our doorstep, the idea seemed to be a good one. After all, most, if not all of Tucker's suggestions are terrific.
Some time ago, we asked artist Kate Ledogar to develop an original image of a Scottie at a computer. Kate has a wonderful way of capturing the whimsical essence of a Scottie.
In a couple of days, we will be offering our customers one of the coolest t-shirts in dogdom. There will be only 100 reproductions of the Computer Scottie t-shirt.
Posted: 03/30/2007
Baseball Arrives
Tucker is not much of a baseball fan. Being Scottish, his sporting preference has always been football. Not the American version, rather the version that is the world's most popular sport - soccer.
However, we received a new batch of baked treats today. When the FedEx delivery person entered the store, Tucker caught an immediate whiff of the box of treats.
Tucker started to immediately take charge of the situation. He first assisted me with opening the package. He then spotted a white round baseball cookie that he insisted be given a taste test.
Tucker wears many hats in this company, in this case, he put on his Product Quality Control hat. He immediately devoured the rather large cookie as if it were a small kibble bit. He gave it a two paws up vote of approval.
Although Tucker is a loyal soccer fan, he has a sweet tooth for American baseballs.
Posted: 03/27/2007
Welcome to the Scottie Connection Blog
Wednesday, March 27, 2007
As a Scottie lover and business owner, I have decided to share with you the joys and challenges of both being owned by a Scottish terrier, and operating a successful business.
Our goal is to offer healthy, unique, fashionable and fun products for dogs and the people they own.
Tucker is our 9 year old Scottie. He is with me everyday at the store, and was the inspiration for the business. In April 2006, we opened A Treat Boutique for Dogs in Arlington, MA. Since opening, Tucker has developed a large and growing group of canine and human followers.
At the store, we focus on providing the best holistic and organic food and treats available. Nutrition is a major key to the health and well being of our dogs. The recent major pet food recall by the U.S. Food and Drug Administration should cause dog and cat owners to think carefully about the brand of food selected for their family members. Tucker demands that he be fed only the best food available. What Tucker demands, Tucker gets!
The best advice we can give you is – Read the list of ingredients on all food packages carefully. If the ingredients are good enough for you to eat, then the food should be good enough for your dog. If, however, you need a chemical engineering degree to understand the pet food ingredients, you should avoid that product at all costs.
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Paul McCarthy, entrepreneur, is owned by Tucker, a 12-year old Scottish terrier, whose paw prints, ideas and thoughts appear everywhere.
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