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Tucker would like people to know that they shouldn't get him wrong. He likes snow and cold weather plenty. He likes chasing his sister around and stirring up YHP so he is a barky dragon. Tucker also appreciates the big yard his parents got him when they brought him to Maryland. He gets it, he's thankful.

But... When it gets cold and dark and Tucker's dad doesn't feel like playing outside with him so much, Tucker feels a little nostalgic for the good old days of Arizona and California. Those homes always seem to be sunny and fun in his memories. There were palm trees, pools, lizards and tennis ball time every day. And his parents didn't seem to work so much so they gave a lot more attention to him.

But like all things Tucker, his memories are cloudy and ephemeral, leading more of a sense of a thing than a tangible reality of that imagined thing. Yes, Tucker is deep with the philosophy. Deep enough to rather obliquely understand the correlative of good behavior on his part and happy times had by all, especially his obsessive parents. And the thing that Tucker is grasping now is how he was a good boy this summer and his parents brought him on a road trip. He liked it very much, and would like to return to a summer day at the lake right now. Even though it is December and his parents are at work.
So Tucker is thinking about how he chased tennis balls into the water, ran up and down the dock, took nice walks with his dad (who had cookie treats in his pocket for Tucker), and got to sleep in a nice cabin. he also got to meet a lot of his cousins and uncles and aunts and his grandparents. Some of these people even gave Tucker hotdogs to eat when his parents weren't watching. He liked this very much.

Tucker likes thinking about happy times while he falls asleep on his parents' bed in the middle of the day.