My “Unlucky” Dog Was My Best Blessing

Everyone warns you about black cats, but no one mentions the so-called “bad luck” of adopting a scruffy, one-eyed street dog. Lucky (yes, that’s his real name) limped into my life 12 years ago, and somehow, every day since has felt a little brighter. He chewed my shoes, barked at delivery guys, and once ate an entire birthday cake. But he also sat with me through heartbreaks, job losses, and every random Tuesday when I just needed a friend. Lucky passed away quietly last night, curled up in his favorite blanket. I’m not sure if I believe in luck, but I do know that loving a pet—especially one everyone else overlooked—made me feel like the luckiest person in the world. Sharing this photo in case anyone else needs a little extra luck today. 🐾 #PetLove #GoodLuckCharm #AdoptDontShop #Pets #Cats