Rhymes with "Truck"

I know I have a loyal, cunning, charming, supermodel dog. I do. And I'm grateful. But I can't help thinking about Chuck. Every day: Chuck.When Chuck doesn't show up, I'm distraught.

I have to set this right, get my loyalties straight. Here's Mister Fabulous Himself, grinning in the snow. See? Supermodel. Did I tell you? He slipped the back fence latch yesterday, wandered into the street, and almost got hit by a car. When he was hauled inside and ratted out by his Other Owner, I crumpled into a ball on the kitchen floor and cried for half an hour. I know it was his doing, but I felt like the Worst. Dog. Mom. Ever. I'm gluing that fence shut, and if he wants out, he's going to have to grow opposable thumbs, work the garage lock, open up a stepladder, and go up and over the fence that way. Escape artists have their rakish appeal, but they always break your heart, or at least do a darn good job trying.