Lucy Puppy Pointer died 5/3/99, at around 8:30 a.m. Lucy was only the second dog that I count as "mine". I never lived with her, but my visits to my in-laws' house were better because she was there, too. Not that I don't like my in-laws. ;)

When Christine & I started going together, Lucy didn't quite trust me. It took several visits before she would even acknowledge me. The last time I saw her, at Christmas, she felt comfortable enough after a few years to plop herself down on my lap--and she was no lap dog!

I will miss her, but I am glad that she is done suffering and I pray that she is having fun hunting in Heaven.