by Joyce Kober
May 28, 2005
My Dearest Lucy Mae,
You died in my arms a few minutes ago, before I could write this to you. God kept you alive long enough so that I could get back home and be with you. As sad as it was, I am glad that I was with you, hugging you close to me where you belonged.
I know you are in heaven at the feet of St. Francis along with MacDougall and Shane Monighan puppy dogs. You were truly an angel dog, and the best dog and friend who ever could have been. God sent you to the street in front of our house, and you have been with mom and dad for 14 years, almost to the day.
We never knew your exact agebut we think you were between 15,5-17 years. I knew right away you were meant to be with us, because you breathed like you had asthmalike me. Remember how I wanted to name you Foxy, but dad said no, you were too beautiful a redheadand he said, I Love Lucy!!
I must tell Grandma you died today and are buried near us on our mountaintop next to Mac. She will cry also, as you brought her so much pleasure and happiness too. When she babysat you at her house, you were such a good girl and behaved so very well. Grandma was always willing to have you with her; we were so proud of you.
Remember when you took the airplane to visit grandma in Florida when we lived in NJ. You were pretty young then and had only been with us a short time. Grandma walked you and showed you off to all her friends; you were so beautiful, and you never had an accident in her house.
Then when Dad and I stayed in the hotel in Daytona, we had to sneak you in. So we wrapped you in a blanket and carried you up in the elevator to the roomyou looked like E.T.! In the room you were so very quiet, like you knew you needed to be a good girl. You behaved so well that we treated you to a MacDonalds burger for lunchyou were skinny and small back then. Even your fur was fine. But all our lovin and good food turned you into a fluffy ball.
Ill always remember how much you loved to play with Shane, Golden Retriever. You would jump on his head and bite on his ears, and roll over on your back. Dad and I will have to watch the videotape of you and Shane on Xmasremember how you always liked to watch it with us!
Emma, the Chow.she was your best friend in Princeton. Who would believe that a great big teddy bear black Chow and a little cutie red Pomeranian would become such great girlfriends? But you two did. You loved riding in the front basket of Marias bike while Emma rode in the backwhat a sight the three of you were riding to work. And how about romping through the leaves at the campus of Princeton University, or chasing Shane and the deer through the woodswhat fun you gave us!
And the beachhow you loved running along the Jersey shore and the Florida beaches with Shane. You always made sure you did not get water on one little toe! One time we walked so very far, you were all tired out so we had to carry you back about three miles. But sometimes we would sneak you into our swimming pool when you werent looking and float you around on the chair. You couldnt wait to get out!
What about the time you were so sick and yelping every time wed touch you? We kept bringing you to the vet. He couldnt find anything wrong with you, test after test. Finally an x-ray showed lumpsfrom being constipated!
You had a vibrant personality, yet were the most loving dog imaginable. You made so very many elderly people happy in Assisted Living and VNA Hospice. I remember what a good girl you were every week we went to visit. You wore a pink bow and pink leash so the old folks knew you were the girl. Then you would sit on their laps or on their beds, give them kisses, and just let them love you for hours. You were especially 103-yr-old Great-grandma Helens favorite. You brought so much gladness and delight to her; she loved you so. Be sure to visit with her now.
And the doggie paradesyou were always the best dresser and the most beautiful lady. You held your head so high and proud and you tail fluffed up when you walked; everyone knew you were the top dog. You earned all the blue ribbons. Who will be the top dog in our house without you? I do not know, because you can never be replaced.
On Halloween, you visited the neighbors and old people and never complained about mommy making you wear a costume. You were a lovely angel or a good witch or Ava Gabor in your furs. How about dressing up with hats and party favors for Shanes first birthday?
How well behaved you were to let mom photograph you for the Humane Society calendar; your pictures were the best because you were always smiling and so beautiful with those big brown eyes! You made the cutest New Years millennium celebrant. You were a real ham posing for the camera; I think you just knew how gorgeous you were.
Lucy Mae, you were the only baby I ever had; you were ten pounds of fluff, friendship and devotion. I tried to tell you, I love you, every day of your life, even when you got deaf. And I know that you heard me. I know too that you hear me now and hear my prayers.
They say animals dont have soulsI do not believe that to be true for you. God gave you to us because he knew how special you were; now you can share your special gifts in your next life. God bless you and keep you safe in heaven with Him. I love you and will miss you for all time. I will never forget you, my Lucy Mae; you will never be replaced in my heart.
Love and hugs and kisses and peacebe at rest.
Mommy (A.K.A. Joyce Kober)

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