The Boxer Stare

Lucy is our 6 year old Boxer. She is one of three dogs we have...all with issues that, I suppose, are simply part of their personalties. Afterall, I'm pretty sure that we made them the way they are!

Our 9 year old Dauschund, Sparky, is a bit of a watchdog. You know, keeping an eye on the house and yard, never hesitating to let out a bark once in a while.

Our Greyhound, Sammy, is the glamour dog. He is very quiet and reserved...happy to just lie there 16 hours a day and look cool, hardly ever making a noise.

Back to Lucy. She never let's us alone. She is constantly at our side no matter what we are doing, especially Loretta's side. Following her around the house where ever she goes. I feel guilty when I yell at her to "go lay down", or, "find something to do". But, that is just what canine devotion is all about. Lucy lives for what we do...nothing more, nothing less. She is a wonderful pet...as are the others. We are very lucky.

Oh, and did I tell you Lucy stares at us a lot? It's a little disturbing at times. Try looking at that picture of her for more than 5 seconds without laughing.