Mac_Attack
10-25-2008, 03:50 PM
> **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.> > *A small request: All you **are asked** to do is keep this> circulating.*> > Dear God, I pray for the cure of cancer. Amen> > All you are asked to do is keep this circulating Even if it's to> one more person.> In memory of anyone you know that has been struck down by cancer> or is still living with it.>