I was one lucky duck, ???????except I was a dog! I had just been adopted by a nice lady who smelled like a giant flower. She took me home and gave me chew toys and doggie food that was almost as good as Momma's faucet food. I was her "little man" and her "cutesy wutesy" with a "precious" bull's-eye of dark hair on my side. We even had the same kind of spots, but she called her spots freckles. We were in love. She was my destiny. But as the days passed,...