Likes: Going for walks outside on his Harley spiked collar and leash; playing with foam bounce balls
Pet-Peeves: Not getting to go outside on his leash at the exact moment he wants to
Favorite Toy: Foam bounce balls (he rears up and hits them back with his remaining front leg)
Favorite Nap Spot: Next to mama, wherever she may be
Favorite Food: He only eats dry kibble - refuses everything else. Just likes his crunchy Iams
Skills: Hitting foam balls like he's playing table tennis
Arrival Story: Driving home in rush hour traffic one morning, I saw a small gray object convulsing in the road and thought someone hit a squirrel. As I got closer I realized in horror it was a small kitten. Praying, I stopped my car, stopped traffic and got him out of the road. When I scooped him up, he looked up at me with the bluest eyes I've ever seen and I swear he smiled at me. I rushed him to a vet and it seems his injuries were more consistent with being tossed from the car, not hit. I knew if he lived, he would never go anywhere other than my home.
Bio: Obviously,my beautiful Tucker Tim lived but is now disabled as he had to have his front leg amputated. His head injury fortunately resolved. Tucker doesn't know he is disabled and all people see is his beautiful spirit. He is a real mama's boy and sleeps next to my face every day, occasionally waking me up by pulling my hair with his teeth.
Last week I met an angel named "Angel Missy". She made me a beautiful picture - no one has ever done this for me before. I spent all my zealies on an angel star for her. We write a lot and tell each other nice things. Last night I found out Angel Missy helped her mama wrap Christmas presents one year and she ate a red ribbon. I did the same thing a few years ago; my ribbon was red too! Isn't it strange? Were we meant to find each other? Is this love? I'll have to think more about this. I hope nobody tries to play with me or jump on me tonight because I have serious things to think about. If this is love, it's lots of fun. Goodnight diary. Tucker Tim