The Treadway's

Well Lucy is the name! "Lucy you got some splainin' to do", "Lucy I'm home" Danny likes to say all that. All I can say is Mommy loved dog, but Daddy didn't want her scratching on the door and whining to come in. He just wants something to bark at the deer and when someone comes up the hill, but doesn't want it to be petted or hang around the house for anything else. So she has become our housedog. And I will probably take her with me Saturday because she hasn't learned to stay by herself for very long at a time yet. She is so attached to me, I can't even go to the bathroom by myself. I don't know if she was a housedog or outside dog but she was used to being in a kennel at the animal shelter, so I think if Daddy would've given her a little time she would've gotten used to being outside. I took her out one night and she heard a hoot owl and it scared her to death. Montana has tried to kill her a few times but no blood yet...