Sir Sudster
Well-Known Member
A DOG GONE GOOD STORY
>Anyone who has pets will really like this. You'll like it even if you
>don't and may decide you need one.
>Mary and her husband Jim had a dog, 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 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 disease...she was just sure it was
>fatal. She scheduled the double mastectomy, fear riding her shoulders.
>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 dog just
>drooped, whining and miserable. But 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. Panic soon gave way to
>laughter though when Mary realized the problem. She was covered,
>literally blanketed in every treasure Lucky owned!
>While she had slept the sorrowing dog had made trip after trip to the
>basement and back bringing his beloved mistress 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 night.
>It's been 12 years now and Mary is still cancer-free. Lucky? He still
>steals treasures and stashes them in his toy box but Mary remains his
>greatest treasure.
>Live everyday to the fullest...because every day is a blessing from
>God!
>Anyone who has pets will really like this. You'll like it even if you
>don't and may decide you need one.
>Mary and her husband Jim had a dog, 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 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 disease...she was just sure it was
>fatal. She scheduled the double mastectomy, fear riding her shoulders.
>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 dog just
>drooped, whining and miserable. But 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. Panic soon gave way to
>laughter though when Mary realized the problem. She was covered,
>literally blanketed in every treasure Lucky owned!
>While she had slept the sorrowing dog had made trip after trip to the
>basement and back bringing his beloved mistress 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 night.
>It's been 12 years now and Mary is still cancer-free. Lucky? He still
>steals treasures and stashes them in his toy box but Mary remains his
>greatest treasure.
>Live everyday to the fullest...because every day is a blessing from
>God!
