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It's obvious why Trucker gets all the ladies––look at that smile!

It’s obvious why Trucker gets all the ladies––look at that smile!

By Tracy Ahrens

Trucker has been a “ladies’ man” for as long as I’ve known him. We’ve lived in two homes now, and at each location he’s sauntered his way into the lives of female dogs (big and small) living next door.

Currently he’s befriended Bonnie the Dachshund, Angel the Shepherd mix, and Maddox the Terrier mix. But above all, he’s particularly fond of Lulu, a Border Collie mix a bit his senior who lives with my landlords next door to us.

Little Lulu (or “Lu” for short) likes the companionship of dogs that are gentle and not too anxious or rough––she has arthritis and likes being “aloof,” as my landlords jokingly say.

A row of tall arborvitaes separates my driveway from my landlord’s yard which lies along the bank of a river. Lulu’s view from their back porch entails a landscaped yard and the flowing water.

When I come home from work or running errands, I open my back door and receive a modest kiss from Trucker before he methodically leaves me for his other woman––Lu.

He dashes through the trees to find her lying on her porch. She pushes herself to her feet and hops about with him in a sniffing game. He inspects her dinner bowl to see if any residue remains and exchanges whimpers with her before trotting back home.

Along with Trucker’s ability to befriend almost any creature or human, he feels that all territory is his. If someone he knows opens the door to his or her home, car, or garage, Trucker will go into it as if he’s been visiting there for years.

When my landlords opened their door to Trucker the first time, he trotted in behind Lulu as if they had been together for life. He drank from her water bowl, hopped onto her favorite sofa, went upstairs to see the bedrooms, and stood in the kitchen watching Cindy cook dinner, waiting intently beside her for a tidbit.

More than once I’ve gone looking for him after he dashed over to their yard, only to come up empty handed––Trucker already inside exploring after following Lu.

My landlords have been instrumental in helping Trucker control his anxiety during thunderstorms. If I’m not home, they step over to let him outside, and often he dwells in their home until the storms pass. If I work long hours, Paul will take Trucker and Lu in his pickup truck (all three ride in the front seat together) to their farm where the furry duo frolics in tall grass or hangs out in Paul’s workshop.

Throughout the day, Paul and Cindy send me photos of the dogs enjoying their time together. I’ve laughed many times over notes Paul leaves on my backdoor after babysitting Trucker.

“Trucker aired out 3-4. A good boy,” one note said.

“Sir Pees-a-Lot took care of biz,” another noted.

One evening I received via email a “spooky picture” of Trucker with eyes aglow outside in their yard after dark. The message read: “Had Trucker over for some TV. He seemed to enjoy a Munsters rerun. Lulu slept through it. He got home at 7:30.”

At night when Lulu is outside for her last potty break before bedtime, she often barks once or twice to let Paul and Cindy know she’s done. Trucker hears it and starts whimpering from our home wanting to visit with her. If during the day he looks out one of our windows and sees Lu walking with Paul in their yard, he whimpers and trots back and forth from the back door to a window with his tail high in the air wanting to pay a visit.

One night I emailed them shortly after Lulu barked and Trucker started whimpering. I told them how funny he was acting.

Cindy responded quickly by email, “Lulu just blew Trucker a kiss.”

Sometimes Trucker likes a little dinner with his canine conversation and he senses when my landlords are grilling outside or simply enjoying a glass of wine on their deck.

On a warm summer evening just before dusk Trucker made his trek through the bushes. I stepped through the shrubs to find him lying on my landlord’s deck with Lulu as her parents enjoyed a glass of wine and apple slices dipped in homemade caramel sauce. Both Lu and Trucker were chewing on an apple slice, enjoying the evening.

One of the most memorable exchanges came last spring when I brought home groceries and Trucker helped me by inspecting each sack. When he was done, he fled through the bushes. Laughter ensued from Paul and Cindy. I went to retrieve him only to find him sitting in front of Paul on their deck, beside Lu waiting for tidbits of hamburger. He was performing with “sit,” “speak” and “shake.”

Lu’s parents sent me this email later that evening:

“The neighbor dog, Trucker came over tonight. A graceful sort and especially friendly once he smelled the grilled meat that was dinner. His human walked over then, too. She being the most generous cat and dog person in history, and before that too. Trucker rolled over, shook paw to hand, spoke and lay flat on his back for the bits of ground beef. Our Lulu wasn’t amused, even inching over a bit for more face time with the eaters. Once done, Trucker followed his main person home, bounding along, feet barely touching ground, caught up in his youth and security without knowing any different. It was pretty cool.”

Trucker and Lulu hanging out by the back door.

Trucker and Lulu hanging out by the back door.

Tracy Ahrens is a veteran journalist, author, artist and mom to three rescued cats and one dog. See her web site at tracyahrens.weebly.com and add her book, “Raising My Furry Children” to your collection,raisingmyfurrychildren.weebly.com.

Also by Tracy Ahrens:

The Road to Peace

Helping Mittens Journey Home

Turning Down the Bed

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One Comment

  1. Tracy AhrensSeptember 6, 2013 at 2:35 pmReply

    I am in tears. Trucker has no idea yet. His girlfriend, Lulu, who he has enjoyed time with since we moved to our home in Momence, has gone to heaven. I received word from her owners this morning. I haven’t heard her “barking” outside – which always had Trucker so excited. He is going to be looking for her. This is what they shared:

    “Can’t think today – we had to put LuLu down yesterday – such a horrible day for us – still can’t believe that she is gone. Paul just left to go to the farm without his buddy – so sad. We are both a mess. She wasn’t feeling well on Monday – went to vet in Beecher – gave her some stomach medicine – she was breathing very hard – continued – just not natural. Took her to Bradley vet – they did blood work – when we came back about half hour later – she was on oxygen, They said it was kidney failure – Anyway, took her home and buried her out in the country. We miss her & keep looking for signs of her.”

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