Lucien's Origins and Hot Pockets

     Today I shall blog about Lucien's origins. He was around seven years old. Lucien was a husky. He was a foster surrender because he was having trouble with another dog. In fact the dog almost ripped Lucien's ear off. He wasn't the best fighter I bet. Probably because he was very mellow. We got him sometime in August.
     Lucien liked walks. And sometimes he had a lot of energy so we would walk along our road (which was being repaired and was closed). We discovered a ditch and would run Lucien in it because it wore him down and he had to hop a bunch. Up, down, up, down, stumble. That's how he went. One time I was running in the ditch with Lucien. Now don't blame me. I tripped and Lucien kept running. I went after him. My parents are too slow. Luckily, I caught up with him but was exhausted. 

     Lucien and Hoover would watch our neighbor's donkeys (Lucy and Ethel). They would sit out there and watch them for a while and try to figure out what they were. Once Hoover touched noses with one and and licked their ears. I think he made a friend. Lucien, I think, was still thinking this out. I liked how Lucien would sleep with me and was always a good friend. He was adopted in October.

      Now I would like to talk about Hot Pockets. Do you know Jim Gaffigan? I heard a CD that had him criticizing Hot Pockets. It was funny! Here is one of the jokes(my favorite): "Have you heard of the chicken potpie Hot Pocket? Honestly, soon they will come up with stuff like the Hot Pocket Hot Pocket. Have you tried the Hot Pocket Hot Pocket? It's a Hot Pocket stuffed in a Hot Pocket. It's just like a Hot Pocket." Now, have you ever tried a Hot Pocket? I never have. I only learned about it yesterday.