Have you ever had one of those encounters that you simply couldn't get off your mind? That memory that lingers from your past. The one that crosses your mind when you see a certain color, hear a certain bark, or smell that special smell. I certainly have. It was back in 2004, sometime during the fall, that I spent a couple of the craziest few hours of my life. It has taken me a few years to get over the initial embarrassment and sense of loss, but I think I'm ready to face it and perhaps find some peace. At least that is what my therapist suggests, so in the name of mental health here it goes... Like I said, it was early afternoon on a sunny,warm fall day. I had spent the morning doing my regular puppy type things. I don't do many of those things anymore (sigh). I was about to settle down for a little afternoon siesta (yes, I am taking Spanish) when all of a sudden the most amazing brown eyed, silky furred creature entered my side yard. My heart beat out of my chest, I began to sweat, I began to salivate. I had never seen such a magnificent four legged beauty. Her name was Lucy.
I simply lost control. For the next 4 hours I was out of my mind. We chased, barked, and ran like the wind. It was truly glorious. She matched my every move. She could out run me, out jump me, and even out pant me. I am happy to say that I was the best a drooling. That is perhaps the embarrassing part - When we were done "playing", she was soaked head to toe, but I swear to this day, she had a smile on her face. Then as quick as Lucy popped into my life, she was gone. I only have the memory, which in my old age is fading now. I miss the energy and vivaciousness of my puppyhood, but most of all I miss Lucy.
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