I found Lucky on a country road in 1992, more than a mile from the nearest house. She was barely old enough to drink milk from a dish. I stopped and reached down to touch her and she licked my hand. I was hooked. She was always afraid of traffic; so she stayed inside. For a long time, if she was looking out the window and a car went by, she would run under the couch. In her younger years she provided our family with many hours of entertainment as she was very mischievous and somewhat a thief. She especially liked earnings and coins. When something was missing we checked her hiding spot. Now she prefers to be on the couch and wants to just be petted.
Kaylene MeltonRonan, MT
