humorous, heart-warming and adventurous true
story of love, friendship and survival, as only an
endearing little Mexico City
street dog named
Lucky could tell it. A yellow mutt with more stamps in his passport
Americans, he's considered winner of the 'doggie lotto' by all who meet
They say my eyes are my best
feature. They are
large and brown and outlined in black. I’ve heard some say they are
‘wise-looking.’ I also have long eyelashes and even a scruffy-looking
beard, which Granny says is always in need of a shave.
So as you can see, I wasn’t adopted for my classic
good looks or my genetic background. My streak of good luck runs much
deeper than that.
In fact, I’ll always remember the day I got lucky.
It was a cold winter night in Mexico City (that means about 40 degrees
Farenheit) but it seemed much colder to me, as I hadn’t had a thing to
eat in several days. My chest hurt and I could barely breathe. I didn’t
know I had pneumonia. All I knew was that I was hungry and miserable,
and about at the end of my ‘doggie life.’ And remember, we dogs don’t
have nine lives like cats do, so my luck had definitely run out.
Or so I thought.
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