Lacy came to us in January, 2004, while I was in China. Pat told me I was going to love her.
She was right. Lacy was a heart dog. She was so tender from her time of neglect before we got her that we poured more time, love, coaxing, and eventual joy into her than any other dog we've had.
She left us on a cold day in November, 2014, when she ran to greet a crow without noticing the oncoming pickup truck. Her death was fast, bloodless, and heart-rending. We still miss her!
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