Lucy

I am not sure I ever doubted that Lucy was my girl. From the moment I walked into the kitchen and there she was with those droopy eyes and this tiny pink collar. She was mine.

Now to that end Lucy had other plans. She was attached to this cute little white ball of fur with the other pink collar on.

I picked Lucy up and it was puppy love at first kiss. Lucy was vocal. She had something to say and was going to say it. It’s really how she went from Butterscotch to Lucy. To me, she was a cross between Lucy Van Pelt and Lucy Ricardo with the continuous talking.

But Lucy came with some other things that I didn’t expect. She came with her sister, Lily. I found out quickly that those two were not going to be separated.

Lucy’s first car ride was memorable. She cried the whole way home. It didn’t matter that her “big” sister Lily was right next to her. She was very unsure of this great big world she was venturing into.

Lucy was cautious, yet she had an adventurous side that kicked in when Lily talked her into thing’s. But really Lucy was handful. There was nothing that didn’t go into that puppy mouth. If she could put it in her mouth she would chew it.

Glasses, hearing aides, shoes, Kleenex, shirts it was all fair game in that first six months. Lucy’s favorite things were Kleenex. Never will I understand that girls obsession with Kleenex. Milk Bones were a favorite, but she liked her hoooman food. To that end again she was my girl, raspberries, blueberries and watermelon were among her favorites. Put if I wanted a lazy Lucy paw shake we broke out the peanut butter.

When we went for a walk Lucy always led the way. Even in her last few weeks with being blind she still took the lead. She knew where her harness and leash lived and was always up for a walk.

Lucy loved being my navigator on car rides. Didn’t matter if we were going two miles or 200 she was making sure I had a navigator.

Lucy surprised me the most with her love of the lake. The girl hated the rain, bathes and anything else that had to do with her being wet. So I was beyond surprised when I was told that she led the way down to the lake that first time. Lucy help my nephew meet all the neighbors at my sisters cabin when she and Lily and her furry cousins decided to take a run down the shoreline.

Lucy loved visiting my sisters cabin. She would get out of the car, and run for the lake take a quick swim and come back up and ask what’s next? She loved running alongside me when I took the four wheeler out and exploring all the north woods had to offer my city girl.

Lucy was a beautiful soul. She was an empath and wanted to heal every cut and scrape I ever had. She embraced her wiggle butt status with pride and would greet every person at the door as if they were the Queen of England. She liked to tell me when the mailman had been by and was protective of “her” section of the street.

So when Lucy got sick, my heart broke. When see lost her sight, my heart broke a little more. But she handled it all in true Lucy style. She adapted to meds and she was navigating the house and back yard well. Tuna would stand guard and not allow her to get to close to the edge of the deck. Lily was playing with her and all was going good. Until it wasn’t, and then came that soul crushing decision that it was time for my beautiful girl to pass over the rainbow bridge.

Lucy made my life so much better. Like I said she chose me. She kept sane and laughing through some of the darkest times of my life and she could make me laugh like no dog ever has.

I will adjust to my quite house, eventually my tears won’t flow every time I think of her. Lily will miss her sister and best friend. Tuna will miss her sparing partner. But the unconditional love Lucy brought to life will forever be missed.

Lucy.

Until next time

Juli