Dog Story: Hi, I’m Lucy, and I am so grateful to ABR for taking me out of that shelter and giving me people to love because I really, really love having a family. I especially love kids! My favorite time of day is when my new human brothers come home from school, especially if they bring friends with them. Children make me so happy that I wag my tail as fast as it can go and I run from one child to the next trying to get all the snuggles I can. At my foster home, I get to spend all day following my foster mom around, sleep by her feet while she’s working, and go outside whenever I want (really whenever the other dog wants, because I’m pretty happy to just lay at my mom’s feet). When I go outside my dog-sister and I race out to the bird tree, check around for squirrels and chipmunks, and then circle or lay in wait for one of them to make a mistake and forget we’re there. My dog-sister won’t really play with me other than racing and hunting together, but that’s okay because I might like prey even more than she does. When I’m focused on a little critter, I don’t even hear my foster mom calling my new name (which I learned in about a day because I’m pretty smart). Now, if someone opens the gate to my awesome new hunting ground, I would love to take off running all through the neighborhood to see how many squirrels and other things I can find. This may have been how I got lost in the first place, but I’m not sure I’ve learned my lesson. I’m okay sleeping in my crate at night, though I wish the alpha dog here would let me sleep with her. Her bed is really comfy. My foster mom crates me at night and when she goes out, but she’s left me out a few times and I behaved myself and didn’t chew on anything. I don’t counter-surf, but I do like to be on the furniture. I am learning that, in this house, furniture is for humans. It’s cool because really I just like to watch out the window. Another new rule is that apparently I can only sit in the backseat of the car. I’m used to sitting up front near my favorite human, but I stay where I’m told and it’s pretty good because I can still see out the window. Since I was a stray for an unknown period of time, I am a bit underweight at 30 pounds. The vet says I should be in the upper 30’s so I am trying to eat more. Having two square meals a day isn’t something I’m used to, so I often don’t eat all of my breakfast. I also eat slowly so my foster mom has to make sure that my dog-sister won’t help me finish my food. I love going on long walks every morning, and I try to behave on the leash. Let me say it’s easy to look good next to my dog-sister because she thinks she’s a sled dog. I leave a little slack in the leash and my foster mom thinks I’m a saint. I’m always polite to other dogs we meet (my dog-sister rarely even says hello to other dogs), and I even made a couple of friends on our recent trip to the dog park. I met a cat once, and I thought it was a big squirrel. Lucy was picked up as a stray. She quickly impressed the shelter folks and contacted ABR immediately. We do not know anything about her background, but she already knew some commands like sit and down and is a sweetie.