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How we came to have Lucy as part of our lives is an interesting story.  I had been reading the newspaper, The Daily Camera as I recall.  There was a story about some puppies that had been recently brought to the Boulder Humane Society from a puppy mill that had been shut down in one of the Dakotas (Michelle thinks it was S. Dakota, I say it was N. Dakota). 

We did not need another dog as we already had two, Timber and Tyson (two Males).  We had lost one of my beloved boys, Simba, just a couple of months before.  So, we really weren’t in the market for another pet.  We still had a teenager in the house, too.  But, as fate would have it, I came across that article…

Michelle and I went to Boulder that evening to see these dogs.  I remember that it was dark as the Humane Society has some outdoor areas where you can take the dogs out and interact with them.  We picked out Lucy right away; Mango (her pound name) was in a large kennel with several other similar dogs (there were no real puppies).  I noticed Lucy, even though she didn’t really notice us at first.  She was so interested in the other dogs around her.  She loved other dogs – she always did for her whole life.  There was a lot of activity with other dogs coming and going with other prospective adopters.  Once we took Mango out to the play area, though, we knew that she was the dog for us.  However, I am ashamed to say that we did look at a couple of others, though.

Michelle had laid down the law – there were to be no more male dogs in the house.  Knowing what was best for me, I went along with this edict.  So, we were exclusively looking for female dogs.  There was another that I liked, a Welsh Corgi named Zilly.  It really was coming down to either Mango or Zilly. Of course, we chose Mango (after all, we had gone to Boulder to “save” one of the poor dogs from the Dakotas”).  Michelle will claim that she made the final decision (and it was her).  She made the wise choice!