Lucy was everything to me.  My babygirl, my best friend, my constant companion.  If I couldn't take Lucy with me then I just didn't go.  I was there the day Lucy was born and everyday of her life since then.  She was my whole world.  She loved to spread love around.  She touched the hearts of so many people.  She loved to go for walks up at Paris Mountain (here in SC).  Whenever we took her for a walk, we would go by this stream and she would jump in the stream every single time.  She loved to chase the fish in the stream.  She was everything that they say about Bostons.  She was energetic, loyal, faithful, fun.  No matter what type of day I had, I could always rely on her to make it even better.  She would always greet me at the door, that is unless she was chillin and didn't feel like getting up, then she would just look at you when you came through the door with this look that said "oh, it's only you".  She loved a bath.  Her favorite toy was her frisbee until she started to develop cataracts on her eyes, then she could no longer see the frisbee.  That's when she became obsessed with her hedgehog.  She would take that hedgehod to bed with her at night.  If she liked you, she would share her cookies with you.   She was so spoiled.  I would cook for her every night.  She loved chicken.  Lucy would have been 13 years old on July 18th, 2017.  She passed away peacefully in my arms at 10:03am on June 5, 2017.  She had an eye infection that the vets didn't take seriously and it cost her her life.  I am so lost without my babygirl around.  It is so true when they say "There is no love like Boston Love", also "Once you go Boston, you never go back".  I miss her terribly every single day.  My memories of Lucy will live on in my heart forever and someday, we will be reunited, but until then, I hope she's running and playing on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge and I find comfort in knowing that she's not in any pain anymore.