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  • A wonderful dog story...

    Grab a keenex... You've been warned

    Anyone who has pets will really like this. You'll like it even if you don't, and you may
    even decide you need one!

    Mary and her husband Jim had a dog
    named 'Lucky.' Lucky was a real character.
    Whenever Mary and Jim had company come
    for a weekend visit they would warn their
    friends to not leave their luggage open
    because Lucky would help himself to
    whatever struck his fancy.

    Inevitably, someone would forget and
    something would come up missing.

    Mary or Jim would go to Lucky's toy box in
    the basement and there the treasure would
    be, amid all of Lucky's other favorite toys.

    Lucky always stashed his finds in his toy
    box and he was very particular that his toys
    stay in the box.

    It happened that Mary found out she had
    breast cancer. Something told her she was
    going to die of this fact, she
    was just sure it was fatal. She scheduled
    the double mastectomy, fear riding her

    The night before she was to go to the
    hospital she cuddled with Lucky. A thought
    struck her...what would happen to Lucky?

    Although the three-year-old dog liked Jim,
    he was Mary's dog through and through. If I
    die, Lucky will be abandoned, Mary thought.
    He won't understand that I didn't want to
    leave him. The thought made her sadder
    than thinking of her own death.

    The double mastectomy was harder on Mary
    than her doctors had anticipated and Mary
    was hospitalized for over two weeks.

    Jim took Lucky for his evening walk
    faithfully, but the little dog just drooped,
    whining and miserable.

    Finally the day came for Mary to leave the
    hospital. When she arrived home, Mary was
    so exhausted she couldn't even make it up
    the steps to her bedroom. Jim made his wife
    comfortable on the couch and left her to nap.

    Lucky stood watching Mary but he didn't
    come to her when she called.. It made Mary
    sad but sleep soon overcame her and she
    dozed. When Mary woke for a second she
    couldn't understand what was wrong. She
    couldn't move her head and her body felt
    heavy and hot. But panic soon gave way to
    laughter when Mary realized the problem.

    She was covered, literally blanketed, with
    every treasure Lucky owned! While she had
    slept, the sorrowing dog had made trip after
    trip to the basement bringing his beloved
    mistress all his favorite things in life . He
    had covered her with his love.

    Mary forgot about dying. Instead she and
    Lucky began living again, walking further
    and further together every day.

    It's been 12 years now and Mary is still


    He still steals treasures and stashes them
    in his toy box but Mary remains his greatest
    treasure. every day to the fullest.

    And never forget...
    the people who make a difference in our
    lives are not the ones with the most
    credentials, the most money, or the most

    They are the ones who care for us.
    Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.

  • #2
    Re: A wonderful dog story...

    ain't reading no story about a dog named lucky. and i am out of kleenex.

    however, its good to 'see' you BB
    I just hold on tighter, to a hand that's stronger...he knows my every thought, he clears my weary heart, and hold's on tighter...


    • #3
      Re: A wonderful dog story...

      Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What a great story!

      Thought for the day: Handle every stressful situation like a dog. If you can't eat it or play with it, pee on it and walk away!


      • #4
        Re: A wonderful dog story...

        Pass the kleenex Stella...That was so sweet. Thanks for sharing this.
        Have you made time to listen to the birds today........


        • #5
          Re: A wonderful dog story...

          I LOVE animal stories like this one...........thanks for sharing Bette!!!!

          Funny but I swear a lot of this story sounds like me..........for e.g., back in November I adopted a "rescued" Golden Retriever who was named "Lucky" by the rescue people. I ultimately changed his name to "Murphy"..........because, well.........he just is a "Murphy"!!!!......but I hope he still feels "Lucky". Being a Golden Retriever he brings me his toys ALL the time and surrounds me with them. I call them his "friends" and what a menagerie he has, and he is primarily MY dog. I was the one who walked him consistently 3 times per day in every kind of weather from November until May when we FINALLY had the yard fenced in for him. He's such a treasure and I feel like I'm the "Lucky" one!!!!
          The will of God will never take you where the Grace of God will not protect you.

          Faith is believing in advance what already makes sense in retrospect. O:-)

          'Do not ask the Lord to Guide your Footsteps if you are not willing to move your Feet'