So, there are a lot of stray dogs in the Southeastern Dallas area. Most of them are vicious looking and I want nothing to do with them. Until I met Lucky.
She wagged her tail the instant she saw me and all she wanted was love. She sat on my foot and thumped her tail and nudged my hand until I petted her.
And then she started howling. All night. Whining, barking and howling. Until I went to the back door. She stopped howling. So I sat down. She sat down, too and looked at me. I laid on the floor next to the sliding glass door for 45 minutes until she finally laid down, put her head on her paws, sighed and went to sleep.
Little did I know she was an escape artist. She managed to push open the backyard gate and Adrian found her in the middle of the street when he was coming home. He recognized her new collar, rolled down the window and asked her, "What are you doing out here?" Her tail started wagging as she recognized his voice. Adrian opened the back door of his car and she jumped right in.
The next morning, Lucky joined us on a road trip. The Austin Humane Society agreed to take her and find her a home. It was a sad day when we said goodbye to Lucky, but it was nice not hearing Bobby and Gibson barking at the sliding glass door.
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