My mother was a trucker, so that’s how I got my name. She was Mother Trucker! See, not only am I handsome, I also got jokes!
My mom was sad to see me go, but she knew it was time. I am ready to find my forever couch. I’m 3 years old, my color is chocolate and I’m as sweet as a chocolate bar. All the ladies loved me, and everyone thought I would stay in my home forever. But being a ladies’ man is not all it’s cracked up to be. Sometimes you just want to be friends and not be their boyfriend. That’s the problem I
So today, I jumped in the rescue wagon and into the lap of Dr. Larsen who said, “Trucker, one day soon you will lose that loving feeling and you are going to have the best life ever just being a Bulldog on a couch, watching TV.”