I Love Lucy

I know it's a terrible pun, but I couldn't resist. Shortly after Memorial Day, my husband and I adopted a basset hound dog named Lucy. A friend of ours found her while vacationing in Cumberland. Lucy was in bad shape, with no collar or identification, hundreds of ticks, and a very skinny belly. Our friend, able to find neither her owners nor an animal shelter to take her in, brought her to Ohio, to the vet, and eventually to our house. (We'd been thinking about getting a dog for a while, and ironically were especially interested in basset hounds.) Here's the Lucy girl! She has been a delight so far.