Lucy just wouldn't be a boxer if she didn't realize that sometin' was up. She's so perceptive that it's scary sometimes. I'm convinced that my little boxer baby is just waiting for us to go meet her potential new brother. She definitely knows something is going on, although she probably doesn't know what. She just knows that her human is excited and happy about something.
Since all we can do is wait it out, Lucy and I decided to pass the time last evening by having a rather vigorous game with her big red jolly ball. This is one of Lucy's favorite toys, it's definitely her favorite ball, probably because it's got a handle on it making it easy for her to carry around. She loves chasing the jolly ball up and down the stairs and then teasing her human with it.
If Lucy could talk, I'm pretty sure she would have been asking me if it was time to go get Duke yet. Heck, I can talk and I'm asking her if it's time to get Duke yet... I so wish that it was!