LucyBelle Turns One!

LucyBelle's First Day Home

 I resisted. I was the hold out. But we told the kids that we would consider getting a little doggy when our two elderly outside kitties passed on. The kitties didn't make it through the spring...and the lobbying for a puppy began.

Rayray had wanted a yorkiepoo for quite sometime and talked her siblings into it, too. We visited a kennel and saw several breeds....shih-poo, poodle, and this one little black yorkie-poo. I could see it in Rayray's eyes...we could hold all the little cute puppies we wanted to hold, but it was the little yorkiepoo that had stolen her heart. The kids voluntarily pooled their saved money to pay for half of Lucy's adoption fees. Two days later, LucyBelle came home with us.

My sweet puppy!

She is 3/4 yorkshire terrier and 1/3 poodle. She weighs 5 pounds, almost exactly. Rayray has taught her some tricks...sit, lay, roll over, dance. She LOVES playing ball with Hero. When she wants to play, she will worry us to pieces until we play with her. She loves her bones and her kitties, especially Punkin. She barks and runs to the door when we say, "Daddy's home!" She comes straight to me when someone says, "Go find Mama!" And "get in the bed" means to get in the closest sleeping spot...whether it's her basket, her pink bed, or....our bed. ;)

The one thing I did not count on was how attached I would be to this little puppydog. The first night we had her home, she had a low blood sugar attack and we totally missed the warning signs...because we've never ever had a tiny doggie and didn't know about this sugar thing. She let out one solitary bark that I happened to hear in the middle of the night. I went to check on her and she was in a coma and stiff. My husband brought her back, which was a miracle, with prayer and large amounts of Nutrical massaged into her gums and mouth. After that, she was my baby. It was a lot of work...consistent training and internet research on what to do for this or that. She's gotten sweeter and sweeter as each month passed by. We didn't expect her to be so so small...but she is what she is and we love every tiny ounce of her. She has won our hearts and is an official part of our family.

The ONLY time she can sit at the table is
on her birthday.
She looks like a Furby.