I meet the most interesting “people” on my travels. Today while sitting outside at a lovely sidewalk cafe, a lady with a sweet dog came by. There was just a huge kind spirit about him that you couldn’t miss. We were drawn to him. He had scars all over him, patches of missing hair and one ear missing. He came right up to our table and SMILED at us.

The lady apologized and we told her we were dog people so he was welcome. His name was lucky. She told us that she’d only had him for 6 months. She was jogging one day and saw him chained with a huge chain, tied to a tree with no dog house or food/water. He had mange and was really thin. She started to feed him some granola and the owner came out and said, “If you want that old dog, take him.” The owner untied his chain and just stood there. Lucky looked up at her and smiled again and wagged his tail.

She told us she is a cat person (4 cats in a small condo) and really had no idea what she would do with this rather large dog. While she was standing there debating in her mind what to do- he jumped OVER the fence and sat down next to her. She said, it was her lucky day because he adopted her. Shes spent thousands of dollars treating his mange, heart-worms, bad teeth etc. and infected ear and then she said he was the biggest blessing to come into her life. She named him lucky of course and she said everywhere they go, people ask to pet him and talk to him.

Whatever it was about him was so memorable. Just a yellow ordinary dog who spent his life on a chain and fate stepped in. I wont forget him.