His name was Tex. We went to the pound to pick out a dog. He had just been admitted, and was looking quite forelorn in the corner. My younger brother & I wanted the very lively larger dog that was jumping all over us, but Dad had fallen for the new guy. They said he was a cocker mix, but now that I know more about dogs, he looked a lot maybe Toller or yellow lab mix. He was really gotten for my brother, but stuck to my mom like glue. He was a lot of fun to play with, and used to drag us across the floor playing tug of war with his Yucky Ducky.