Lucy Louise

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Home:Richardson, TX  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female   Weight: 1-10 lbs

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LucIa, Lucy Lou, Luce, Lucy McGoosey, Lucypoopus, Protector of the Potty, Miss Spunk

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:
-purebred-dog rescue

January 13th 1993

being close to mom, licking, exploring, eating, nesting, barking at people

the dreaded vet, car rides, busy and crowded spaces, stairs, being separated from Lily, pesky basset hounds named Frank

Favorite Toy:
rawhide chews and anything she can use to play tug-o-war with Lily

Favorite Food:
there is no such thing as a favorite food...Lucy likes it all though she's not allowed to have it all

Favorite Walk:
outside is fantastic!

Best Tricks:
licking and licking and licking and licking and...

Arrival Story:
Lucy was adopted from the Richardson Humane Society ( at the grand old age of 14. RHS rescued her from a local shelter where she ended up after her owner died. Despite the fact that there were younger dogs available I chose to adopt a senior dog who might otherwise be overlooked by other people. I also looked at a dachshund recovering from back problems, but he wasn't there the day I looked and I got blessed with Lucy instead! And even if she's a geriatric dog with a few geriatric problems, she's awesome!

Lucy is a purebred miniature black and tan dapple dachshund though she's showing a bit more white hair these days instead of tan on her muzzle and feet. I was drawn to her strikingly white muzzle which of course comes with age but is still pretty cool and spooky lookin'. I kept the name Lucy as it pairs fabulously with my other dog Lily Jane, and call me goofy but I think it's tough for a dog to change its name. *Lucy passed to the Rainbow Bridge on April 11, 2009. I was lucky to get to spend a year and a half with her. More than lucky...I was blessed. She seemed to be slowing down within the last several months, and then the last week was just ugly. I couldn't watch her suffer anymore, and so I said goodbye to my sweet doxie gal who in the end could only hear me calling her if I sang her name operatic-style*

Forums Motto:
Just call me Grandma.

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Old Dogs are the Best Dogs...

I've Been On Dogster Since:
August 22nd 2007 More than 9 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Meet my family
Lily JaneBuddyBully's BeauPansy *gone
but not
Chewy-ADOPTED!Glady JoDali is
Trudy Marie
The Wonder
Chito Cletus

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Words of Wisdom from the loving Luce

April 14th 2009 11:44 am
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We are so blessed to be a part of Dogster. Mom and the rest of the Wonder Weenies are so touched by everyone who reached out in love in response to Lucy's journey to the Bridge. As mentioned in the Forums, I can only imagine Lucy is rockin' the Bridge doxie style with all her Dogster pals who have gone before her. No kidney failure, heart disease, liver failure, pancreatitis or arthritis is allowed there. If I know my Lucy she's hurling muskrats at everyone left and right, patrolling and protecting her potty, and making a mad dash to try and eat everyone's food...not to mention upturning every trashcan there. BOL! For those of us that are left behind the memories abound both hysterical and heartbreaking, and the love we've felt from everyone here in the last week has been a comfort and such a reassurance that sometimes the hard decision to act with mercy towards the suffering pup is indeed the right one.


April 11th 2009 9:40 pm
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Lucy said her goodbyes to the world today. She finally got old and too sick to allow continued suffering. The last few months have been a journey downhill. Perhaps that's why we distanced ourselves from Dogster. Subconciously, I think I didn't want to publicize her decent from "sassy old lady dog" to "terrified and suffering". And for a while she was ok. But this past week she quit eating, started vomiting what she was eating and wetting the bed. We tried meds and sub-q fluids, but the fluid went through her in a matter of a couple of hours, and she looked at me so pitifully when I put the needle in. It's like she was begging me to stop, begging me for mercy. So I said "ok". I'm not selfish. I gave medicine a try, and she didn't want that. It might sound a little crazy to say that I knew she didn't want that, but I just did. She seemed almost shell-shocked by it. So I said my goodbyes and fed her a huge glob of peanut butter before we went off to the vet's to do the deed. And she was so peaceful. No more shivering from the pain of her body betraying her, no more stoic attempts to hide her weakening state, no more pain. It's weird because I don't feel bad about it. I don't feel sorry. I'm afraid I waited too long maybe. But she really did just go from "old" to "bad" to "horrible" to "suffering" within the past week. It was shocking how sudden it was. Horrifying from my perspective watching her body's systems just shut down like a domino effect. Funny thing is that she came to me with a heart murmur. She was on medication for that, and it got remarkably better. At the vet this week it was about the only thing that was doing well. Lucy Lou, I'll miss ya, my sweets. So will all of the Wonder Weenies. You only spent a year and a half with me, but it was fantastic. The song is ended, but the melody lingers on.


October 1st 2008 9:25 pm
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Hmm. Mom feels she must follow up on her previous rant about "failing" her home visit. As much as I disapprove of using fostering as an excuse to get a rescue to pay one's bills for a dog that one would adopt if one could afford it, and as ridiculous I think it is to reject someone's application because it's too difficult to give up your foster, I do have to say...

...maybe this is turning out better for us anyways. Not that Larry wouldn't have worked out, but I feel I must do justice to Trudy the newbie. And I must do justice to the rescue for letting me adopt this puppy who is trying to eat my phone bill right now and earlier chewed up part of the mattress pad. :) I don't think Larry was the best fit anyway, but once the laid-back, older girlies get used to this puppy being here, this could be just the addition that we needed!

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