Loving Lucy

Our little Lucy is sick - very sick. We found out this week that she has lymphoma and leukemia. Our poor little baby - and I do mean baby. She's only 4. She is currently on the wonder-drug, Prednisone, and that seems to be counter-acting the symptoms and may even put her into a short remission. We have no idea how long. She will tell us when it's time. But right now, we're smothering her with love and affection and living in every moment with her.

This has been a rough few months for us and our animals. We lost our precious Casey less than 6 months ago to a cancerous tumor on his heart. This is so very heart-breaking. Our animals aren't just pets to us; we love them like children.

I have a confession to make about Lucy: it took me a while to really love her. Although a very sweet dog, she was a challenge in the beginning. She acted out horribly, bullied Casey, and turned our home upside down. But something happened after Casey's passing. She changed. All of that crap went away, and the purest and most innocent of dogs emerged. She comforted me and became my best friend. I feel so guilty about those luke-warm feelings I had for her and wonder if I even deserve her love. But, she loves me nonetheless and I love her right back.

So, hang in there little girl. Be strong. Fight the fight. Let yourself feel our love. And don't worry for one moment that you'll have to suffer. I love you.