Tribute To Lucy

My dog of almost eight years passed yesterday. She was my first dog. I got her my last year of college and she has been with me ever since. She made the trip back and forth to Valdosta many times. She made it okay to come home to an empty apartment. I got her when she was five months old and she had been obviously abused by her previous owners. She was scared of people and hated to be alone. My mom always said she sounded like a baby crying when I wasn't' around. Because of her fear we bonded like no other human and animal. She did anything I asked and was the best dog.

Last Christmas we had a house fire that was caused by her pet heating pad. She was rescued by the EMT's and brought back to life. She struggled for a few months with health issues related to the fire. She was blind and toothless, but still she made do and went about life. She was great with Gracie and Ash. Her personality was always so easy going.

I feel really bad because I view her death as almost my fault. I left the door to the sun room open last week while gone to work. Lucy got into the house and somehow climbed behind the trashcan and ate rat poison. The poison wasn't even out for the rats. We guess that a rodent chewed through the package and left it open. There wasn't much we could do. It makes me really sad to think of everything she has been through in the past year.