My Love, Lucky

by Kelly

(Brooklyn, NY)

Lucky is a loyal, fluffy and affectionate 8 year old boy. We rescued him 7 years ago in 2005 from a rainy highway when I was 14. He was beat up and very scared. He was shy and afraid of everything the first year, but continued to grow closer to us as months went by. Back in 2006 while I was walking him, 2 stray rottweilers had caught a glimpse of us and started to attack. As I held Lucky above my head from harms way, (I am barely 5′ 1 at 21 years old) one of the dogs had managed to get a grip of Lucky’s left hind leg and yanked on it. I tried to interfere by putting my hand in its mouth and pushing his head away to avoid Lucky getting hurt anymore, and I had succeeded. Lucky was not bleeding or bitten but his hind leg was broken from the yank. From time to time he’ll limp when the weather is bad, but he’s a little champion. For as long as I can remember, I’d sit in the rocking chair and he’ll rest his head on my shoulder while I stroke the hair on his head and back. This is a daily stress relief for the both of us. Every day after work he’ll be waiting at the door for me, and will jump around like a little jelly bean from excitement. Every where I go around the house he follows me, just like a little shadow. I wish there was something we can give our dogs to make them outlive us. He’s my best friend and I treat him like my child, since I have none. He’ll forever be my baby.