There must be something about dogs here lately. God must be trying to get my attention about my little four legged friends. Maybe it has something to do with having just finished doing some reading about Saint Francis of Assisi. (the Patron Saint of Animals) Anyway, my friend Don sent this story to me and I thought that it was priceless. By the way the picture is of Rosco and Bosco. These were Karen’s dogs before Odie came along, and as you can see in the picture below, they helped to watch over Mary and keep her safe when she was a baby. Now Mary and Andrew just like to drag them around by their ears. (They said that they really don’t mind) Enjoy the story of Lucky!
A Dog Named Lucky
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. She was terribly afraid and something made her feel that she was going to die from this disease....in fact, she was certain in her mind that it would be fatal. With fear and trembling riding on her shoulders, she called the Doctor to schedule the double mastectomy.
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 her husband Jim, he was truly Mary's dog through and through. “If I die, Lucky will feel 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 appointed time came and the surgery was harder on Mary than her doctors had anticipated. Mary ended up being hospitalized for over two weeks. Jim took Lucky for his evening walk faithfully, but the little dog just drooped, and moped around, 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 did what he could to make his wife comfortable on the couch and left her to take a nap and get some much needed healing rest. Lucky stood watching over 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 up 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 she realized the problem. She was totally 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 cancer-free. Lucky? He still steals treasures and stashes them in his toy box but Mary remains his greatest treasure.
Remember....live every day to the fullest. Each minute is a blessing from God
A Dog Named Lucky
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. She was terribly afraid and something made her feel that she was going to die from this disease....in fact, she was certain in her mind that it would be fatal. With fear and trembling riding on her shoulders, she called the Doctor to schedule the double mastectomy.
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 her husband Jim, he was truly Mary's dog through and through. “If I die, Lucky will feel 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 appointed time came and the surgery was harder on Mary than her doctors had anticipated. Mary ended up being hospitalized for over two weeks. Jim took Lucky for his evening walk faithfully, but the little dog just drooped, and moped around, 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 did what he could to make his wife comfortable on the couch and left her to take a nap and get some much needed healing rest. Lucky stood watching over 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 up 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 she realized the problem. She was totally 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 cancer-free. Lucky? He still steals treasures and stashes them in his toy box but Mary remains his greatest treasure.
Remember....live every day to the fullest. Each minute is a blessing from God
Blessings
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