Their lives, mom was told, were going to change BIG TIME and not very pleasantly.
Mom said she was very glad they didn't hurt us. And the Attorney said, "Oh, they said you had a really cool dog, who was very friendly, and came over to say 'hi' to them."
Well, I think we all know that that wasn't me. It did make mom very happy, though, but very perplexed. Happy, because they didn't hurt the cute little puggy sleeping all nestled in mom's arms, and perplexed, because where the heck was I?
She can't imagine that I wouldn't have run to the door and barked at them. And that if I had done so, they wouldn't have talked about the really friendly dog. The only thing mom can think of was that I was stuck on the kitchen table and couldn't get down, as usual. So Lucky was friendly to them, they didn't hurt her, and they didn't worry about me, on the table. The neighbor said he heard me barking my head off, so she knows I was barking. I was on the floor when she got home, but maybe the policeman picked me up off the table? Or maybe I finally got own by myself.
She doesn't know, and she doesn't really care. She is just very thankful for Lucky, being so friendly, that they didn't hurt her for it.