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Hi Everyone,
This wonderful story was sent to me by a very good friend
named Rita. She knows how much I love animals and this
story is really special. I hope you enjoy it as much as I
did.
A wonderful dog 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 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 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're the ones who care.
"Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting
some kind of battle."
Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply.
Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God
Have a Blessed Sunday!
Marion
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