My uncle sent me a great story that is circulating about a dear, sweet dog named Lucky. Apparently, Lucky loved to acquire a bunch of treasures (aka other people's belongings who came for visits) in a toy box down in his home basement.
The story declares his owner was diagnosed with breast cancer and fully believed she would be passing on until her, Lucky, covered her completely with every treasure he owned as she slept lifelessly.
Oh, we should all be so Lucky.
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