What I’ve learned about Lucinda

What I’ve learned about Lucinda (Lucy), the dog we’ve had for about two weeks now:

• She does not like garbage day, because she’s scared of the bins. She thinks they are daleks, about to come alive at any moment and chase her. 
• She’s hungry. 
• She’s getting up every day at 5 a.m. for a quick stop outside, then will sleep until breakfast and her real walk at 8:30 a.m.
• She wants to chase cats – just to smell their butts.
• She loves all other dogs. 
• She’s hungry.  
• She no longer fears moving cars, but the UPS truck is still evil. 
• She doesn’t like anyone in a bulky jacket.
• She doesn’t understand the word “come” when we’re in the back yard, and most of the time in the house, but does understand it at the dog park and most other places away-from-home.
• She’s hungry. 
• She WILL get that laser point moving rapidly across the floor some day. SHE WILL. 
• She loves Stefan when he’s wearing jeans or sweatpants and a work shirt or sweat shirt, but she hates his evil twin, the one in the firefighter uniform that shows up some time, when Good Stefan is not around.
• She’s hungry.