October 23, 2003, 3:58am
Our little brown bundle arrived at the Daisey Hill Puppy Hospital in Grand Rapids, MI. The day she popped out the vet was overheard saying, "Isn't she an adorable little furry, brown princess!"
January 03, 2004
Fearing the wrath of the mighty Pharaoh a little bundle wrapped in swaddling clothes was placed in a reed basket and sent down the river to the nearest PetsMart, where she was promptly adopted into a loving home.
Little is known about her early years, but some stories have been passed down through the months about her adventurous youth. When she was barely out of diapers, or newspaper on the floor, she found herself in a magical cupboard, transported to the wonderful land of Woofia where she met Aslan the Lhasa Apso, from this friendship she gained a wisdom beyond her years and an ability to plead for attention with a single look.
Another "tail" tells us of a time that she wandered the neighborhood, the sole owner of a terrible ring of power. The story goes that she, along with several friends rid the world of the evil by casting it into a mountain of fire. It was either that or she was frightened of the backyard and had to have an escort off the deck to go potty. History is a little vague on the true story.
By the time she was ready to start obedience training, she received a mysterious letter in the mail from Dogwarts Academy of magical sniffing. She went off to school and was the top of her class, mostly because she had the wettest, coldest and longest nose; she had an uncanny knack for always being able to find the warmest spot of anyone she encountered, thus shocking them with her magical sniffer.
Lucy fell in love once with a, dashing and handsome English Sheepdog by the name of Mr Darcy. They spent endless hours pinning away for one another pontificating on the Sense and Sensibility of being a pair of pooches in love. There was even one romantic evening out that included spaghetti and meatballs at Tony's. Then one day they were talking and realized he's "fixed" and so is she so what's the use; they soon after ended their romance, but there is still an occasional twinkle in her eyes that suggests she's thinking of that rascal English Sheepdog, Mr Darcy.
October 2007
She celebrated her birthday running from Imperial Forces. She escaped aboard a Rebel Cruiser only to find herself facing a bitter enemy. After a vicious lightsaber duel with this dark enemy the young jedi discovered who her true father was. Although it was painful to leave the only home she knew in Grand Rapooine she came to live with her new Dad in Twinsnaboo (home of the Giant Eagle ----CAW).
Life has been mostly peaceful in her new home, if not a little quiet. She now has an entire house to herself during the day while her new Dad works. Patrolling the house is an important task, and she takes it seriously. The mailman or any other passerby is lucky that doors, walls and windows separate them from her terrible tail wagging and desire to jump up and play.
Unfortunately tragedy struck only a few short weeks ago. Lucy was attacked by a deranged mastermind by the name of Dr Moriarty. He is a ruthless, unmerciful skunk who rules the criminal underworld by taunting and spraying heinous smelling "gunk"; our sweet, innocent hound of 221b Baker Street was hit by this villain. After hours of recovery (washing) and days of just trying to ignore the smell, our intrepid hero is almost completely rid of his evil stench.
For her birthday, Lucy received a new throne, fit for a princess. The old bed was not nearly big enough and had a slight taint of skunk. Unfortunately the new bed has some sort of cedar scent, so now her highness smells like a giant hamster, but she's still hairy and adorable.
Happy 5th Birthday Baby!
Love,
Dad

3 comments:
LOL!!! What a great way to start Friday. This is HI-Larious!!! Give the princess a kiss for us.
You're a little insane. But it made me laugh hysterically. Happy B-day Lulu.
LOL....sooo funny! Great read :)
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