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She's gonna be in pictures!

   'Just got home to find an email from our dog groomer who said a big-time animal talent agent is interested in booking Lucy!  All we have to do is submit a few more photos and train her to sit (done), stay (no problem), lie down (see photo...hello?!) and walk from mark to mark (that might be an issue).  But, I'm so excited!!  Think of it - my girl, a star!  Can Hollywood be far behind?! 
   Lucy, on the other hand, is nonplussed.  (I guess, for starters, we ought to train her not to snooze on the glass coffee table. But she loves it so much - far more than I do - it's impossible to say 'no'!)

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