She picked me up at the airport in Pasco and the next thing I know, I was on my first flight. Since then, Kelly and I have been practically inseparable. Now a holder of passports from Italy and Mexico, I’m quite the well-traveled pooch having visited Spain, Germany, Mexico, Martinique, France, Amsterdam and Monaco. My name was changed to Lucia when we moved to Italy, where I picked up Italian in no time. I just love the way the Italians sing their words. (Sometimes I purposely ignore commands in English and only respond to Italian just so I can keep hearing the beautiful language.)

I’ve traveled by plane, train, helicopter, bus, scooter, car, boat and scooter - and never in coach on a long haul like this flight from Rome. I’ve hung out on yachts in St. Tropez and been a guest at villas, private islands and some of the finest hotels, including the Four Seasons in Paris, the Rome Cavalieri Hilton, the Carlyle in New York, Esperanza Resort and Las Ventanas al Paraiso, a Rosewood resort, in Cabo San Lucas, the St. Regis Monarch Beach and Le Byblos in St. Tropez. (My personal fave is Esperanza because of the massage I enjoyed on the terrace.) I'm perfectly-suited for the good life!

Because I’m so well-behaved, I’ve been able to enjoy an array of events, such as an off-Broadway play, the cinema, fashion shows, restaurants, the Playboy Mansion, sporting events, film festivals in Cannes and Venice and even a Jewish wedding on New York’s Upper East Side. There's no where you can't take me, except to China and that's by choice. I don't want to end up being an appetizer at dinner or the collar on someone's jacket.

When I lived in New York, I had a good reason to wear the cashmere and angora sweaters my darling owner bought me years ago. I don't need them as much now that I'm back in Los Angeles. But I still like to get dressed up every so often. I just wish the lady who feeds me realizes that I too get tired of wearing the same thing year after year. Just because I haven't outgrown my clothes (like some people who will go unmentioned), doesn't mean I'm not in need of a new wardrobe. Perhaps I'll get another modeling gig one day and get to keep the clothes like I hear so many starlets do.

Maybe you saw me modeling a pet carrier in People magazine? Although I’m a star in my own right, I’m still shocked when I make gossip columns. Once I was pictured with Michael J. Fox in Mike Walker’s “All the Gossip” column in the National Enquirer. And Fox News.com’s Roger Friedman wrote about Salma Hayek kissing me at BAFTA’s Tea Party, a pre-Golden Globes soiree. The Mexican starlet also saw me in Cannes and insisted on holding me while doing a television interview. Style guru Steven Cojocaru thought I was the perfect accessory to carry when he did a Fox television interview about fashion at the Academy Awards. When I see a camera, whether still or video, I’m more than willing to oblige.

My photo album is full of pictures of me with Beyoncé, Halle Berry, Susan Sarandon, Goldie Hawn, Jamie Foxx, Denzel Washington, Patti LaBelle, Dakota Fanning, Elizabeth Hurley, Jennifer Aniston, Vivica A. Fox, Andie MacDowell, Kelly Rowland, Meg Tilly, Nelly, Verne Troyer, Traci Bingham, Olivier Martinez and Pink to name a few. Someday you'll read about my moments with the glitterati. I type very slowly so it's taking me a long time to write my book.

Once I overheard someone ask Halle what she wanted for Christmas. She said, “I want a Lucy.”

Everybody loves Lucy. Attitude and all.

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I made my modeling debut in People magazine's Mother's Day gift guide. But I'm sure the readers were disappointed to find out that I didn't come with the stylish Sherpa bag.

Do you see me in the arms of Michael J. Fox? Of course the National Enquirer got the story about us wrong but what do you expect?

Sometimes I wish the media would just run my photo and not write anything about me because reporters always get the story wrong. I was not in my owner's coat like Roger writes here. I was in my fancy Fifi & Romeo carrier. But at least he did call me "pretty cute" after that insulting "semi-rodent of a canine" phrase.

Can't a girl get any sleep on a flight?

I was trying to rest on my 11+ hour flight from Zurich to Los Angeles. You can tell that I'm in the first class cabin, but I didn't get to enjoy the lie-flat beds on Swiss Air. They're not for doggies.

Then again, I don't consider myself a dog.