Since they sobbed themselves to sleep after reuniting Daisy with her owner, Allan wanted to heal the girls’ broken hearts with a dog. He searched rescue sites and sent inquiry emails for a replacement Pomeranian. Only to have his request was denied because none of the dogs would do well in a home with children.
We mentioned to the girls that we were on the hunt for another Pomeranian but it would take a while since we weren’t having any luck. Every day, Allana anxiously asked for a Pomeranian update and offered suggestions for where to find one. Did you call the pound? Did you check the newspaper?
Finally, I had the idea to check craigslist for a dog and lo and behold, I found one. A black Pomeranian about 3 years old named CiCi who was great with kids. I contacted the owner and within 24 hours we welcomed CiCi into our home. (The craigslist experience is a story in itself, but this is CiCi’s story. I’ll save the craigslist story for another day.)
Her coat was mangy and matted with horrible dander flakes. Her nipples were the size of lug nuts and her belly sagged, so it appeared she had been bred repeatedly. (I felt her pain.) On the way home, she vomited three times in my car. Once in our home, she appeared nervous and didn’t understand commands. I worried that we had made a mistake.
Within a couple days, once she adjusted to her new home and settled in, she acted like an entirely different dog. She began to understand basic commands, like sit and stay. After a diet of better quality dog food other than the kibbles and crap her other owner fed her, her coat improved. It felt silky and gorgeous auburn highlights shimmered in her black coat.
Now she needed to shed that horrible name, CiCi, along with her mangy coat and her former life.
But what name? Emmalynn and I liked Lily or Poppy. We have two Roses (Allana and my middle name), we had a Daisy, so we should pick another flower name, like Lily. After all, she is The Blackest Lily.
Allana liked Lucy, after her cousin in Scotland. Plus, it was an easy transition from CiCi to Lucy. That made perfect sense.
So Allana suggested we vote as a family to pick the dog’s new name and Roxy won but Allana pitched a fit so Lucy it is!
So without further ado, I’d like to introduce you to our newest family member, Cici Lily Roxy Lucy.
(Great story about the song, Lucy by Julian Lennon. Song starts at 3:33)