My running buddy, best friend, and self-taught therapy dog turns seven today. Even in my wildest dreams I don’t think I could have imagined that she would be such a loyal and devoted companion — be it for an epic run on the Appalachian Trial, or simply a quick drive to the store. Her teeth may be broken and her legs may be aging, but her endless enthusiasm for tennis balls and hugs is contagious and brings a smile to even the darkest winter day.
Thank you, Lucky, for being the fluffy wonderdog in my life.
