Tyler's history with dogs: Part One
My step-son Peter's girlfriend has a little dog named Pockie. Or is it Pocky. I can't remember exactly how it's spelled. Anyway, Pockie (I prefer that spelling) is a (I literally just asked Ashley for confirmation) Maltese/Shih-tzu mix. Would that make Pockie a Malte-Shit? A Shih-Tese? You're laughing right? You better be. Anyway, she's a sweet, and very cute little dog, who sometimes pops by for a visit if Peter and his girlfriend, who is half his height and in a different part of the earth's atmosphere, stop by in their endless gallivanting across Long Island. Pockie is no Macauley, Tyler's canine best friend, but she comes damn close. She's sweet, pleasant, loves to travel, and a good lap dog. I know what you're all thinking, dear readers, get to the part about cats! Patience. Tucker, to his credit, could care less about Pockie when she's here. Now nearly three years into being the happiest former shelter cat in the wor...