Kim and I were talking about our dogs when we were in Mass for Barb Parry's dyeing class. I was telling her how much I already dread the day that something happens to Lucky. Kim said he's my Heart Dog. I do believe she's right. I've loved many dogs in my lifetime but he takes the cake. I don't know if it's because we nursed him back to health after his rescue from the mill or just because he's so sweet.
When we first brought Aggie home as a puppy, I never thought I would love another dog as much as her. OMG, she was cute. Remember this?
Here she is in one of her more unladylike positions. She actually lifts her leg if she thinks there's even the slightest chance you might rub her tum. You should hear the princess belch. Looks can be deceiving.
Yep. I never thought I'd love another dog more. And then sweet Lucky came into our lives. Here he is, like every night, using my leg as a pillow.:
Even though he's deaf and has been through hell and back, he's the best-behaved, sweetest dog I've ever owned. Hands down. I really don't understand how anyone could have been that cruel to him. The cutest thing he does lately is bark in his sleep. Little yips and his legs go like crazy. He hasn't barked in months and months so it's funny that he does it in his sleep. Maybe he's dreaming that he can hear again.