A YEAR AGO today, we put our beloved dog Lucy to sleep. I can still see her running down squirrels and cows and herding her adopted brother and sister. I miss her a lot. She would have hated Angus but dealt with her mother's insanity.
Life goes on. Angus, our ferocious little Corgi-Cattle Dog mix has become best buddies with Tucker the Border Collie and Fast Eddie. He is a little bleep and full of mischief, and he demands rather than asks to play. Relentlessly.
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What Collar? |
He finally outgrew his tiny puppy collar, so Sheryl found Lucy's old Detroit Red Wings collar and tearfully put it on him this morning. I gotta admit it looks pretty good, and Angus is a winner who has never missed the playoffs either, so it's fitting.
The NHL playoffs start next week and I'm sure we'll be watching.
So it's a day to remember our Lucy Lou, and a day to continue looking forward.
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