Fred's Watching Over Me!, My new beginning with Lucy Options

[patricia]

it's been a while since ive posted. my life has been slightly chaotic ever since my little lucy has come into my life. she came exactly one week after fred got sick. i didnt want her at first but how can we say no to any furry creature that needs a home. shes a little terrier (or as i prefer to call her: a terror) mix and shes about 7 1/2 months old now. she was rescued from a kill shelter in LA, at about 4 months, and then the new owner decided that it was too much for him so he released her into the streets. her foster family found her laying by the side of the road as she'd been hit by a car. they rushed her to er and paid for all her medical/surgical bills. when she was finally ok to go home, her foster family found her owner. i guess he felt remorse and posted missing signs everywhere. they met with him and asked him to help with half of the payments and he refused and in fact rejected her again, saying he was single and didnt have time to care for her. her foster parents took her in but unfortunately could not keep her. my fred sent her my way and now shes found her forever home. it wasnt easy. the first day i cried and cried because i missed my fred so much. and i was angry! how could i take in a dog so soon afer my little cat had died? but this was all part of freds master plan. it came to a point where i called some friends and confessed that i would not be able to keep her. that was the pivotal moment: because i remember lucy looking at me with her beautiful sad eyes begging me not to give her away again. at that exact moment, i knew that i couldnt do that to her and i would have to make it work. it didnt take long for me to fall absolutely head over heels in love with her. missing fred? its still not easy. i come to work and turn on my computer to freds sweet little face and i will just lose it. or i listen to one of his songs and i sob. i dont know when that pain will go away. but i do know that as the clock tics daily, i look forward to getting home because i know my little lucy goosey is waiting for me. she loves to go on her walks, just me and her. and she loves coming back home and turning into what i call "lucy-fur" where her eyeballs start spinning and she goes a little crazy. then she settles down right next to me, hopefully i will have treats for her, and falls asleep. i have to wake her in order to go outside one last time and then she runs into her crate for the night. well, she runs because she always has a little cookie in there waiting for her. i love waking up in the middle of the night to hear her little snoring. and in the morning? well its hard for me no to open her crate door immediately. i think im more excited to see her than she is to see me. shes my little monkey. people tell me that little rescue animals know they are rescued and are doubly grateful to be with us. but i say, im the one thats grateful…to have her in my life. she makes me laugh again, and smile and when she wraps her little paws around my neck and lays her little head on my shoulder, or tries to eat my earring, well, i couldnt ask for more. my wonderful fred: i love you so much and i will never never never forget you. thank you for giving me lucy. she will never replace you but she makes me happy again just like you always did my little sweet. momma loves you forever!

[patricia]

hi ginger
thank you for your never-ending kind words. you know my mom says the same thing. she says "no one but you would be able to put up with these dogs". she says it in a huff but she luuuuuuuuuves her little granddogs. sometimes, when i walk inside my apartment and take a survey of all the damage, i wonder where they sell humor in a bottle. can i get a prescription for it cuz i need a lot of it but they are the loves of my life. lucy is my heart. she put a smile on my face when nothing else would. ethel just adores her bigger yet younger sister lucy and cant wait to play everyday. and by play, i mean tear each others ears off, put teeth marks in each others legs, bite each others nose off and other fun things like that. when they come back from their walk, i give them breakfast and dinner and dont bother taking their leash off. ethel, the little rascal, eats her food so quickly because she wants to play play play and she will grab lucy's leash and tug on it while poor lucy looks at me like "moooooom, please make her stop". i dont because its so funny. ahhhhh my terrors!
it IS funny how everyone thinks their dog is the absolute best/smartest/cutest dog in the world. i was just thinking that the other day because i was walking my neighbors dog and i thought, "wow my lucy is so much smarter." but i love it and it just delights me to know how much we all love our dogs. thats the way it should be! btw: weebee IS the absolute best dog in the world the best, the luckiest, the most beautiful, the smartest. i just LOVE how he came and found you. sweet weebee she doesnt understand that keeping her quiet (next to impossible if shes even a quarter of lucy and ethel are) is good for her. i will add her to my prayer list and hope that she recovers very soon. i bet you were so worried... (its so scary when these things happen). and god help you if weebee DOES have jack russel in her. holy moly!!!!
funny, you and i have the same issues. lucy and ethels vet wagged his finger at me the other day. both lucy and ethel are (and he could have softened the blow but didnt) FAT. how can i say no to my girls? but i too had to cut down on the food and treat intake, which they are not happy about. thank goodness they love carrots although they would love carrots more when they were covered in peanut butter
please give weebee and mr jingles a big big hug and sloppy kiss from lucy, ethel and myself. its so good to "talk" to you. i hope one day our paths will cross and i wll be able to meet the wonderful parents to the most amazing dog/cat that ever walked the planet
big big hugs
patricia, lucy and ethel

ps: please keep me posted on weebees progress.