" Lucky "
1975 ----- 1990
Collie / Mix
My Lucky was presented to me by my son some twenty years ago.
"He will keep you safe Mom," he said as he laid the little
two-month-old furry Collie mix in my arms.
He constantly worried about me living alone in a changing
neighborhood. Lucky not only kept me safe
but also was my faithful friend and companion for fifteen years,
never wavering in his love and devotion.
Always there to greet me at the door when I arrived home
from work. How I miss that joyful jubilant "hello."
Always lying by my side wherever I happened to be.
I could reach down and lovingly stroke his head.
He would reward me by fixing his big brown eyes on me in
a look of pure adoration. He slept by my bed every night
seemingly with one eye open always on the alert for danger.
He followed me constantly upstairs downstairs in the yard
as I went about my daily chores.
As the years rolled by they took their toll on my Lucky.
Month by month I watched him slipping away from me old and
crippled but still trying to be my protector.
His poor legs got so weak they would give away and he would
slide to the floor then scramble valiantly to get on his feet again.
I would then gently put my arms around him and lift him to his
feet only to go through the whole scene many times during the day.
I was selfish refusing to believe that he would not get better
and once again be my love. But this was wishful thinking.
I knew in my heart that the time had come to say good-bye.
The vet brought me to my senses by saying "Be kind to your pet."
The day arrived that will be forever etched in my memory.
My son and I slowly walked him in to his last vet appointment.
In the middle of the office his poor legs gave out again.
He lay there inert as if too tired to try again.
My son picked him up and carried him to the table
where he would take his last breath on Earth.
I tried to stay with him to comfort him in his last moments,
but being the coward I am I blindly ran out the door
sobbing uncontrollably.
Five years have passed and I still mourn for my pet.
No other dog will ever take his place in my heart.
In the grand scheme of life who really knows if God
has not provided a place for us to be together again.
I like to think so.
Gertrude
| Lucky |
| Nichols |