LUCKY FOR ME

At eighteen months of age Lucky a cream-coloured terrier was dropped off at a vet's clinic in Queensland abandoned by his owners and suffering from ticks and other terrors. A week from being put down he was adopted by Frank Robson and his partner Leisa. From the start the fluffy new member of the household proved an enigma displaying a twelve-snort vocabulary an ability to climb trees (the better to chase parrots) and a disdain for suburbia. In this full-blooded account of a friendship between man and dog Robson puzzles on the sentient being who trotted into his life and taught him about survival mateship and the joys of an independent spirit.