Well, it is time for a doggy story.  A good friend sent the next story to me.  You know that because we have three doggy granddaughters, I would have to share this story with you.

I know from experience that our dogs know when I do not feel good.  They will lay on their bed and just stare at me.  Ever so often they will come over look at me and then go back to their bed. 

I can look in their eyes and it tells me what they are thinking. When their happy, concern, and even sad.  They are very smart animals.

Pat, Glad you are home. Thought you might like this.
Love Kaye


 A BEAUTIFUL 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 awoke, 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 are the ones who care.

"Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle."

Coffee With Pat
Written By: Pat Aman
copyright 2006
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