My family and I had just moved into a new neighbor
hood, and with my parents having four children they were warned
of a stray dog that is very mean and supposodly had rabies.
It was a Saturday and my family and I were having
a yard sale, when this adorable little brown dog came up to us and
started playing with me and my sisters. At that same time people
came up to us yelling don't touch that dog he has rabies, and I
knew this poor little abused dog was what everybody was taling about.
My family and I being animal lovers ignored them and brought the
pup inside. We fed and watered him. And soon after brought him to
the vet's, the vet told us he was about ten month's old, and he
has been abused badly. He had a bebe bullet in his hind leg, and
a lot of cuts and bruises. He looked as if he had been ran over
by cars. And he really did not have rabies. People hadly hurt him
because of what they heard, not what they saw. We knew we had to
name him Lucky. Because he was so lucky to have found a family to
take him into their hearts.
Lucky is now about three to five years old, and
he is a wonderful dog. I'll admit he is mean to strangers and very
protective but I dont blame him. Lucky has been through many tramas
in his life and it has taken a lot of money but he is a wonderful
dog and it was all worth it. For we were very lucky to get a dog
like "Our Lucky".
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