Lucy the Hero

This morning, I received the following email from my father-in-law about their dog, Lucy.

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You will never believe this.  I was walking with Lucy about 7pm or so last night, when that little black dog appeared out of nowhere.  Then all hell broke loose.  The black dog fell over the brook wall into the water.  Of course the water was very deep from the rain.  Lucy followed and they both went under the road.  By now the whole neighborhood was in a panic.  Waiting for the two of them to come out of the tunnel seemed like a lifetime.  I thought for sure they were gone. Everybody was on the other side of the street waiting for a miracle.

Finally they came out with Lucy holding the little black dog ever so gently in her mouth.

Lucy saved the day.  By now the Police came, lights glaring and sirens raging.

Officer Murphy held Lucy in his arms and told Mom and Me that she was Medfield’s hero for the day.

To add to this story, Mom got a call this morning from the Globe wanting to write a story.

We will keep you guys posted.

Dad

I was so impressed that Lucy, their little mutt dog, could be so heroic and the talk of the town. I immediately wrote back sharing in John’s excitement and forwarded it along to my own family.

Later on during the day, I received a second email from John:

Ok Guys
 
April Fools Day.  Looks like I got ya
 
Once a year we get the chance to tell a fictional story, as long as it doesn’t hurt anyone.
 
If the story was real, Lucy would have bitten that dog`s head off.  She hates that little black dog.
Well played John. Well played.

 

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