Lucky started off life lazy. He was one of a litter of 8 male puppies, and was likely one of the more dominant puppies. He was EXTREMELY fat, weighing 55 pounds at only 2 months old. It is believed that he would finish his food first, then bump his brother out of the way and continue down the line, stealing food until he reached the end. To this day, he still scarfs his food down quickly and looks around for more. When we first brought him home, he was so fat that he could barely get himself up and walk around- his schedule was eat, drink, bathroom, sleep. And repeat. For weeks. Until finally, we took him to the vet and found out that he was eating too much, and we were able to adjust his diet and he finally started being lively and acting like a puppy.
The years have progressed faster than I want them to, and Lucky is now almost 4 years old. He is still as active, if not MORE active than when he was a puppy and has learned many tricks. He has an affinity for eating tin cans, stealing gloves, and dragging tree limbs in from the woods, but is in general a well-behaved dog. He's quite smart, too- he loves to try tricking everyone in the house into thinking he hasn't eaten by running outside and showing up at a separate door then when he got let out (he is trained to be fed when he comes in). All in all, I love Lucky very much. He is stupid enough to make me laugh, loyal enough to be there for me, and is a great dog. Maddie
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