Tyler was always very full of himself - but in a good way.
He was the boss of the other dogs and he was the smallest.
We were Tyler's 4th home that we know of.
He was a stray, sent to the shelter and adopted by my Dad.
My parent's house caught fire and he was home alone.
The neighbors alerted the fireman and they rescued him.
He was always afraid of smoke and heat, even from the
oven and would hide in the bathtub!
Tyler's nickname was "Cuda" as he would run past you
and bite like a barracuda. He didn't know humans could
be his friend and family but he learned that eventually.
He was a very lovable little guy.
He could leap a 4 foot fence in a single hop and got
us in trouble many times by doing so.
He didn't know when to stop barking
(the Beagle part of him) but eventually learned that too.
We will miss him greatly. I hope he's at the Rainbow Bridge
with his brother, Humphrey, and bossing him around like
he used to.
Their brother, Townsend, misses him so very much.
We love you little Cuda and miss your silly face.
*~*Your Family*~*
