A Cancer Survivor and Her Dog's Love

As a woman battled breast cancer, her dog's toy chest becomes part of her healing process.

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My dog Susie says: “Who's the 'lucky' one in this story?” With the trying and terrible events of the past few months, I thought an uplifting story about a woman and her beloved dog would bring a smile to your face. This is a positive but absolutely true story! Anyone with pets will really like this loving ”tail,” but you should enjoy it even if you don't have any. After reading this, you may even decide that you need to get a pet in the near future!

Mary and her husband Jim had a dog named Lucky. Lucky was a real character as dogs can sometimes be. Whenever Mary and Jim had company come for a weekend visit, they would warn their friends to not leave their luggage open because Lucky would help himself to whatever struck his fancy. Inevitably, the guests would forget and their things 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 other favorite toys. Lucky always stashed his finds in his toy box, and he was very particular that his toys stay in the box.

Eventually, it happened that Mary found out she had developed breast cancer. Something told her she was going to die of this disease, and, in fact, she was absolutely sure it was fatal.

She scheduled the double mastectomy, fear weighing down her shoulders. The night before she was to go to the hospital she cuddled with Lucky. A thought suddenly 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 feel abandoned, Mary thought. He won't understand that I didn't want to leave him! That thought made her sadder than thinking of her own death.

The double mastectomy was harder on Mary than her doctors had anticipated, and she was hospitalized for over two weeks. Jim took Lucky for his evening walk faithfully, but the little dog just constantly drooped, whined and acted totally miserable.

Finally the day came for Mary to leave the hospital. When she arrived home, Mary was so exhausted she couldn't even walk up the steps to her bedroom. Jim made his wife comfortable on the couch and then left her to nap.

Lucky stood watching Mary, but he didn't come to her when she called. It made Mary sad, but a deep sleep soon overcame her and she completely passed out.

When Mary first awoke from her slumber, she felt something was medically wrong. She couldn't move her head, and her body felt heavy and very hot. But her panic soon gave way to uninhibited laughter when Mary quickly realized the problem. She was covered, literally blanketed, with every treasure Lucky owned!

While she had slept, her sorrowful dog had made trip after trip to the basement bringing his beloved mistress all of 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 day. It's been 12 years now, and Mary is still cancer-free. Lucky still steals treasures and stashes them in his toy box, but Mary remains his greatest treasure of all.

Remember: live every day to the fullest. Each minute on Earth is a blessing from God. And never forget: the people who make a difference in our lives are not the ones with the most credentials, the most money, or the most awards. They are the ones that care for us.

If you see someone without a smile give them one of yours! Live simply. Love seriously. Care deeply. Speak kindly.

Catch you later; and a big thanks to Mary and Lucky!

P.S. When Ulysses returned to Greece after a 20-year absence during “The Odyssey,” his faithful dog Argos recognized him immediately before anyone else did, including his wife and children.

 

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