Lucky, a handsome pit bull, is our self-appointed
protector.

Sporting a butterscotch and white fur coat, he patrols our rural neighborhood.

Each time I walk to his house, he is happy to escort me home. He stays alert for predators like bears, alligators, panthers, and humans. Though, to be honest, he would probably lick a human to death.

I pet him goodbye at my gate. Always a gentleman, Lucky obediently turns and walks home.

One evening, a bear had the audacity to grab a large bag of stale rolls out of Lucky's garbage.

Lucky was furious. He didn't even eat out of his garbage cans. Barking and growling, he chased the bear.

The bear needed all four claws to escape, so he dropped the rolls at the base of a tree.

The bear stopped climbing to swat at Lucky, who remained undeterred.

Barking, he told the bear, "If anyone is going to eat out of my garbage cans, it will be me!"

When he stopped barking, he stood there and ate the rolls, while the bear watched from the top of the tree.

Author's note: This is a true story. If you liked Lucky's story, please comment or a vote ;)