She was such a fur ball when my brother gave me Lucy in the summer of 2003. I had a rather nice lawn with flowers and shrubs then. I called her Lucy because of the red hair and my name is Rick so I could say:Lucy I'm home!
I didn't take many pictures of her. I didn't realize she was changing before my eyes.
Soon she ruled the roost since I was gone so much of the time I thought she was lonely and needed a baby to raise.