A Dog and his Boy

Colby follows Tuck around like a, well, like a lost puppy, practically begging him to play fetch again, to chase him through the house in Nascar circles, squealing and tackling each other to the floor, to sneak him another dog "cookie."

But sometimes when Tuck is hugging Colby, or using him as a stool, or riding on his back telling him to "gallop," Colby shoots me a look like he’s being tortured and would I mind saving him?  Please?  Like THIS INSTANT!
I haven't the heart to tell Colby there's another little guy on the way.

JEB