A Dog called 'Lucky' ...

Hi Everyone,

I've been doing my rounds of my favourite blogs and opening emails and I had a lovely surprise in my blog this morning, have found that Judy - Living on the other side of the Hill , has named me as one of five to get an award - I couldn't be more surprised and chuffed. I almost feel like Judy and I were separated at birth we think so much alike. She is one of these American women who come across as being a great mixture of old style (kind of like Ma Ingalls in Little House on the Prairie and I just love that style) and new type of 21st century women who are computer literate and have a lot of knowledge of History (which I also love) and I also love her taste in music too my feet fairly tap madly whilst checking out her blog.

I was also having a decco at An English Mum in Ireland, another favourite and she was relating how her greyhound dog Bert was acting kinda funny, now to any folk who read her blog this news is not at all unusual - he's a bit of a character is Bert... Anyway while I was reading it I was reminded of an email I had received recently and I am therefore pasting it to this blog so that she can have a read and see the connection.

So, here goes... 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 favourite 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 hospitalised 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 favourite 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. Remember it is a blessing from God. The people who make a difference in your life are not the ones with The most credentials, the most money, or the most awards.

They are the ones that care.

'Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle'.

I thought that was such a ' feel good story' and being a person that has had dogs all their life, I agree to the fact that a dog will stick by you and be your friend whatever happens and however badly he is treated .

Love 'n Stuff from Scotland Kate xxx.