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Lucky LUCY

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Date: 06/13/05

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On our way out of Walgreens one day, we saw a man with some kind of licence around his neck, holding two puppies, one in each hand above his head. He was yelling "Full-Bred Staffordshire Puppies! Four-Hundred Dollars!". We wandered over to look at their cute faces and go home. We "OOOHed" and "AHHHed", hugged and cooed and began turning back towards the house. The voice from the man began yelling "Free Puppies!!!" in an exagerrated, overly excited fashion, so we turned around. Two police officers were standing in front of the man looking at the "licence" around his neck. He lowered the dogs and it seemed began pleading with the officers. What we heard next was "No, I swear officers, please! I'll never do it again!". So, I looked at my boyfriend and turned back. They seemed to be letting him off the hook, so I ran up to him in front of the officers and took one puppy from his hands. I said, you said they were free right? He looked at the officers and said "Oh! YEAH! YES! Of Course!" I said "Thank You", and walked off. I would have enjoyed seeing that man arrested, but he just would have been out the next day, and the dogs would have ended up at the pound, probably put to sleep, because they were full-bred American Pitbull Terriers, not Staffordshire. I gave her a home with us and she is the baby of the house. The neighborhood we were in, made the possibility of her being purchased by a gang-banger or thug or such would have been great. We saw an opportunity and saved her. The other pup may have found a good home after all, but in a gas-chamber he would have never had that chance. Some things must be left to fate unfortunately, but stepping in more often than not cane make a world of difference to to the ones we can reach out to. She is almost a year and six months now. She sleeps in our bed, on my chest, with her cheek against mine at times, other times between my boyfriend and I, and yet other times...simply at the foot of the bed. She was a low-key puppy that loved to watch everything we did. Not destructive or loud in the least. She is a quick learner and very loving. My best friend T-Bone who passed on, used to give me "hugs". I would say "Momma Hug?" and he would walk up to me, stand against my knees and hold still so I could place my arms around him. I would say "Oh! What a good hug! Thank You. I Love You" and he would wag his tail and wander away. Well, Lucy has learned to give me hugs too! After three times, she knew what to do, and we've given each other hundreds of hugs since she came to our lives. She also enjoys singing! My boyfriend is a guitarist, and when he plays, she sits in front of him yelping and combining barks and howls, cracking us up with laughter every time!. She is a little gift from life to us, and I wonder sometimes who's luckier...Her for having been found by us? or us for having found her?