It took weeks of talking Anthony into adopting a dog. He finally caved. It was worth the effort. We've both grown to really love the little guy.
He was a lucky choice for our household (his name makes sense in a lot of ways). He has the right temperament for us and he has behaved like a gem from day one.
It's cute these days how he'll snuggle up next to me on the couch. It's quite obvious that he's grown pretty attached to both of us. When Anthony leaves for work, he goes looking for him.
The only thing we haven't liked: He sheds. It's a small price to pay.
Lucky, you're a good boy to have around. Thanks for a great year!
|Lucky in Anthony's SUV on May 12, 2012 on the trip home from the Humane Society|
|Lucky's first walk at Ridgepointe on the evening of May 12, 2012.|
He was so nervous at his new home that he didn't poop for 2 1/2 days.
|He is obviously much more comfortable about pooping these days.|
But, he has never liked a camera.
|Lucky prancing around in a rare Tucson snow - February 2013|
|Sitting between my legs waiting for a rabies shot - May 2013|