Four weeks ago today, Lucky died. We think of him every day and miss him dearly. I dreamed about him for the first time a couple of nights ago. He was looking up at me and I called to Merri, “Lucky’s here!” As I looked up, I could see into another room and saw another Lucky. From a third room, Merri replied, “He’s in here, too!” Read in this what you will.
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Thanks. For all the Lucky stories.