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January 21, 2009

The Value of a Human in the Eyes of A Dog

We would like to share a beautiful story that we read in a forum that we are joining...

A Touching Dog Story
by Anonymous

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 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. Lu cky? 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

source: whatsuppaws forum


Raising Addie said...

What a wonderful story!

Thank you sooo much for sharing it.

I try to live every day by the meaning of this story. And every day will continue to get better and better.

Lots of Luv & Kisses
Staci, Addie & Lucie

Lorenza said...

Your post made my mom cry but put a smile in her face at the same time!
We have to live day by day giving all we have, specially love!
Take care
Kisses and hugs

Anonymous said...

That was a great story Aki... I thought you were gonna say she woke up in the basement in the toy box! BOL that he had dragged her downstairs!

When life is tough and gives you lemons, make lemonade!


Asta said...

Thank you fow that bootiful stowy!
If you had twouble opening the link on my post, Mommi fixed it
smoochie kisses

Scottie the 'cutie' said...

Wow, that is a wonderful story! Thanks for sharing it with us! I hope I can be like Lucky all of my love everyday without fail! Hope you have a great weekend!


happy said...

We've read that story before. One can never get tired of reading it over and over again. It's so touching.

Have a good weekend!

Cocoa the Beagle said...

Omg what a sweet story!! Mum now finally understands why I sometimes bring my favourite rubbery toy to her bed and left it near her pillow. It never occurred to her I was sharing my fav toy with her! She still scolded me for bring a drooly toy to her bed! Hmpf!!

Cocoa and Barley