Time to Go

Hi,

I have this picture by my back door, not that I need a reminder. Lucas was an outside dog who had been living inside less than 3 months when we got him. He would wake me up in the first few months by laying on me at 6:30 in the morning. He wieghs 60 lbs and I was not amused. I was sorry we got him for about a month. He reminded me of the dog we had lost to cancer, but not so much as time went by. Then one day I realized I would never have our first dog back and Lucas was going to be mine even though the lady we got him from said he prefered men to women.

I started walking him because he had so much energy that he needed an outlet. During these walks we bonded. He got over some of his craziness and I realized that it must have been traumatic for him to be pulled away from his first family. He was so sad the first year. And we bonded some more.

Now Lucas is mine and I worry about what would happen to him if something happened to me. I feel it would be best for him to go into the Springer rescue group. He has special needs and I think they could help him best. He is seldom out of my sight and our walks are good for us both.

Today we helped Trixie the little border collie mix down the street. She never leaves her yard. She is one of the sweetest dogs I have ever met and has a nice family to take care of her. I see her playing with her family and she loves to take something they need and let them chase her. They are good to Trixie. Today they had left her out and when Lucas and I went for a walk and came back and Trixie was still out, I became concerned. Trixie is never out long. She was holding her feet up one at a time, so I knocked on their door and they let her in and said Thank You. But I thought, no Thank you Trixie. You have a beautiful soul.

The Dog Walker