Lucky came running down the street after us in 33 degree freezing rain one very early winter morning as my dogs and I were starting our run. I quickly put the dogs away and came back out to find him waiting outside the front door. Soaking wet, freezing cold, and starving, he climbed into my arms, crawled inside my jacket and went to sleep. He shivered for 2 days.
We named him Lucky because we were ALL Lucky that day--he's been a joy and a clown for over a year now and I can't imagine our lives without him!
Beaverton, OR
