Lucy's Blog

I am a black lab. My humans call me Lucy.

Sammie Grace, the author of Fish Perfume, lives with me.
Here is the inside scoop on this goofy lady.

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The snow has melted and I’ve been taking bone inventory in the backyard.  I’ve got to say, Sammie feeds me well and keeps me in good supply of bones.  I love chewing on them.  I can work out a lot of my frustrations chewing on a bone.  That is what is wrong with the human race – they need to chew on bones.  Well, that might be a little weird.   Maybe some beef jerky.  Anyway, bone chewing is definitely a stress reliever for me.  Not that I have any stress in my life, but when you live with someone, eventually something they do is going to piss you off.

I found five bones that I haven’t seen since before Christmas.  I examined them and decided that they should be put to rest.  I dug a big hole in the woods and buried them with some leaves scattered on top.  Of course, I made sure Sammie didn’t see me doing this.  I want her to think I couldn’t find any and then she’ll go out and get me some new ones.  There is always a method to my madness.  And they say humans are smarter than canines.  HA! 

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I just sit down and write my blog.  I think of something I want to write about and I sit down and write it.  Easy breezy. 

Sammie on the other hand, sits down at her computer and reads what she wrote yesterday, and then she plays with that awhile.  When she is sick of that chapter, she gets up and changes her music selection on Pandora radio.  It’s her new thing.  She’s hip now – she listens to Pandora.  PLEASE!  Then she sits back down and stares into space.  After awhile, she gets up and throws a load of laundry in, empties the dishwasher and wipes the perfectly clean kitchen counters off.  Then she goes back to work.  Sometimes, she’ll have a really good day and write for several hours at a shot.  I guess her creative juices get flowing.  After a couple of hours, she gets up and stretches and looks over at me.  I dutifully wag my tail in praise of her creative efforts.  This little trick usually gets me a treat.  My momma didn’t raise no dummy.

P.S. – If you find any typos or grammatical errors in any of my blogs, remember - I'M A DOG!

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At the photo shoot for the cover of Toe to Toe. When is she going to put ME on a cover?

Taken at the photo shoot for the cover of Toe to Toe. When is Sammie going to put ME on a cover?
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My life has been upside down the last two weeks.  Sammie decided recently that she was getting fat and she decided to join a Gym, whatever that is.  She had been on a two week vacation lounging on a beach drinking Bushwackers.  I was on vacation at the same time at the Doggie Kennel and I ran and played all day.  Couldn’t she have gone for a swim, taken a few walks on the beach?  What about drinking good old H2O.  It’s calorie free and I drink it all day.  

We had a great routine for years.  She gets out of bed in the morning.  I hand her the socks she’s kicked off in the night.  She gets dressed, does her morning stuff in the bathroom and then we go down stairs.   She puts her coffee on first (and she calls me a diva) and then she gets my breakfast.  After that, we go out to get her paper and I do my morning toilette.  When we come in, I lay down and relax while she eats breakfast and watches the Today show.  When she finishes breakfast she reads the paper and does the crossword puzzle.  She tells people she finishes the whole thing.  She does, but what she doesn’t admit is that she cheats and looks up stuff on the internet.  After the crossword is done then we go for our long walk.  This too has been postponed another twenty minutes every morning since she got her IPhone.  Now she has to do her Words with Friends Game.  Sammie has a very addictive personality.  By the time we finally go for our walk, I’m chomping at the bit.  I’ve got a social life going and I’d like to keep it.  We walk around our neighborhood and then cross the big street and we walk around the neighborhood over there.  I have a gentlemen friend over in the other neighborhood.  He’s a handsome Golden Retriever named DeeBee.  We look forward to seeing each other every morning.  I have to say he is one hot guy.  When we get back to our neighborhood, I stop by my son Guinness’s house on the way home.  He lives down the street and I have to check on him and make sure he is behaving himself.  Sometimes I have to put him in his place.

Anyway, that was our routine and it suited me very well.  Now because of the Gym my life is in shambles.  Sammie goes to the Gym with the intent of walking me afterward, but it hasn’t been happening much.  If I get a walk at all, it’s just around my neighborhood.  I haven’t seen DeeBee in two weeks.  You know how men are.  He’s probably sniffing around that Labradoodle Melanie.

As for Sammie, all she does is complain.  Her legs hurt from squats, her arms hurt from lifting weights, she exhausted and she is walking like a ninety year old woman.  She’s tired of eating salads and misses her wine.  When she makes a nice dinner she likes to enjoy a glass of wine.  She tells everyone she just has one, but sometimes she has two.  If I could only talk!  The things I could tell you about Sammie.   I hope she gets sick of this Gym.  I want my life back!                
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Yesterday, I had a ball.  Sammie’s niece (my human cousin) was in an ice skating show, requiring Sammie’s attendance.  Of course, I got dumped at my aunt’s house because canines are discriminated against at ice rinks, but I did get a nice nap in.  After the show is when the fun began.  Everyone came back to the house and there were a lot of young kids.  Young kids love me, plus they are sloppy eaters and drop tasty nibbles on the floor for me to enjoy.  Needless to say, because I’m so adorable I got so many pets and belly rubs, I was like a wet noodle by the end of the night.  Unfortunately, I’m shedding like a machine and my poor aunt will have a lot of dog hair to suck up today.  Her carpet looked like it was wearing a toupee by the time we left.

 

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Hi, I’m Lucy and this is my first blog post ever. I’m a five year old gorgeous black lab. I know that sounds like I’m being full of myself, but I really am quite good looking. I’m petite for a lab and I’m known for my very shiny black coat. My human, Sammie, got me from a breeder in Connecticut. I lived in Connecticut for two years and during my time at the farm I had a litter of pups. Once all my pups went to their new homes, I lucked out and got to go home to Rhode Island with Sammie.

Living with Sammie and her husband is very interesting. He travels a lot for work (well, someone has to keep me in treats), so I spend most of my time with her. She’s kind of goofy, but I’ve come to love her. She does get a little mad when her husband comes home though, because I tend to dump her and follow him around. What can I say - the guy has a boat.
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