In a small house on a rainy April day, a great dane/lab mix named Mindy was going into labor. As her owner Bill and her proud mate Rex watched, she gave birth to five puppies. The first was named Jasper. He was a big puppy that took after his father. Second was a sweet girl puppy called Daisy. Third was a little version of Mindy herself. She was named Dina. Fourth was a small black shape named Tuffy. He wrestled with his brother to get to his mother's milk. Then there was Lucky. When she was born, she remained motionless amid her squirming, whimpering siblings. No one thought she was going to make it, because she was the runt of the litter. But she surprised everybody by sitting up on her tiny haunches and letting out a squeaky but impressive howl. From that moment on, they knew she was a fighter. Because of her miraculous survival, the puppy was named Lucky. (POSSIBLY ON HOLD, I DON'T KNOW YET :P)