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A
SPECIAL
STORY
Mary
and
Lucky
Anyone
who has
pets
will
really
like
this.
You'll
like it
even if
you
don't
and 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
be-cause
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 toy
box 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
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
everyday
to the
fullest.
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
care.
~~Author
Unknown~~
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