May 1, 2006

•  Well not much time today but just wanted to come by and say “HI” hope all are well and happy this Monday morning will try and visit may have to come back later to get to everyones site as I still have dail up and as you know that is SLOW kinda like me

  
  

                                

  
  

   

  
  

   

  
  

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  A beautiful story.
  
  

  
  

  
  

  Anyone who has pets should really like this . . .  even if you 
  don’t . . . you 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

  
  

  toybox 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 woke 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 every day 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 that really care.

  
  

  
  
   

  
  

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  Okay I am off to visit hope to make it to all of ya

  
  

  LOVE AND LIGHT —————-STARWOLF
  

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