Lucky Dog....
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 disease . . . in fact, 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
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 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. 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 awards. They are the ones that care for us. If
you see someone without a smile today give them one of yours! Live
simply. Love seriously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to
God.
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