After a few months of slowly going downhill, today my 'ol dog "Lucky" finally set her spirit free. Now she's no longer struggling just to get thru her day-to-day stuff. She dedicated her life to one and only one thing: being there for me and my family, always overflowing with unconditional love. No matter what… Lucky was always there for me. All she ever wanted was to be appreciated for who she was, and to share her love with everyone.The very last pictures I took of Lucky (Flickr) were in front of the tree in our backyard that we planted for her predecessor, Gypsy. From that set in the picture on the right you see Lucky's sad eyes and Lady trying to snuggle up to her pal, realizing, I suspect, that Lucky was living her last moments. This page, with the music background of the song we used to memorialize Gypsy, was something I put together for her after she died. And as you can see in this picture, nature took its course and her collar became one with her tree over the years. My plan ws to add Lucky's collar to some other "Y" in the branches of that tree, and now, two years later you can see how amazingly quickly that took, here.
Right after Lucky's spirit finally set off on its own journey, Lynn and I went to pay our last respects — sitting on this spot on the banks of the Nashua river in Pepperell. We shed some tears, said our Goodbyes to our long-time family friend, felt the chill of the brisk November breeze on our backs, warmed our faces in the late Fall sunshine, and listened to Lucky's spirit speaking to us — in the wind — of her new-found freedom.
Rest in peace, my old Friend. Thank you for "15 Years of Unconditional Love".
