Hi! I’m Tucker — extra fluffy, slightly opinionated, and extremely skilled at causing chaos (and smiles). I rock a blue collar with a yellow heart tag, a crooked grin, and a tongue that does whatever it wants. Around here, we chase zoomies, photobomb horses, and never take life too seriously. Sniff around… there’s mischief waiting.
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🐾How It All Began
I wasn’t always this fluffy and fabulous. Before I landed in my forever home, I was rescued by the wonderful folks at Carolina Poodle Rescue. I came to them thin, matted, heartworm positive — a bit of a mess, if we’re being honest. After seven months of care, they said I was ready for a family of my own.
That’s when my humans showed up. Funny thing — they were actually looking for a moyen poodle, about twenty-five pounds. Instead, they met me: thirty-eight pounds of curls, chaos, and charm. The moment they saw me, it was game over.
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🎥Tucker vs. The Reindeer Parade
Dinner was on the menu… until the reindeer showed up. I trotted into the living room mid-meal, spotted the herd on Dr. Pol, and forgot all about my kibble.
When the reindeer drifted “off screen,” I didn’t miss a beat — checking the next room as if they’d trotted straight into the bedroom. Back and forth I paced, nose twitching, tail high, until the big male with massive antlers appeared. That’s when I rose up on my back legs — face-to-face with my antlered rival.
👉House rule after this episode: no TV until I finish dinner.
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🐴The Horse Photo Incident
Humans put the strangest things on the wall. They hung up photos from their Wyoming trip — all of them showing horses. Big, hoofed, possibly dangerous horses… in my living room. I hopped onto the chair beneath one to get a closer look, certain it might trot right off the wall. When I decide something’s real, there’s no convincing me otherwise.
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✂️ The Spoo Spa Experience
Some dogs run when they hear the word “grooming.” Not me. I love spa day. Mom sets up a grooming table right in the kitchen, and before she can even bend to lift me up — I’m already there. Standing tall, facing her like, “I’m ready now.” And I don’t budge until she says we’re done.
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